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BlogTonight was 80's movie night featuring
Explorers. While there were no talking monkeys like the famous
Nukie movie what it lacked in talking monkeys it made up for with
huge assed aliens. My youth in the 80's was spent as a sponge to mass media so I'm surprised I never saw this movie before. The Josephs moved up from Florida just to see this movie that the Kelleys found and proposed for viewing. Both also enjoyed the huge assed aliens (as we all do, deep down). The lessons I took away from this movie is Ethan Hawke and River Phoenix are not at all recognizable when playing nerds as 15 year olds. I also learned that television is bad since it warps large-assed aliens knowledge about our culture, and that if you do something your parents don't know about, you get yelled at whether you're River Phoenix or a large assed alien kid. I hope that's enough of a taste to make you run out and rent it.
Tonight I installed a
block heater on my
Ranger with the help of my new basement renters John and Marcus, henceforth referred to as "The Morlocks". The instructions had a happy face next to a service technician disconnecting the battery, raising the truck on a lift, then draining the coolant through the radiator drain before removing the freeze plug. I went the sad face route and just punched the plug out, resulting in a bath of warm coolant which I frolicked around in looking for the piece I punched out. Unable to find it, I decided it was either lodged in the frame somewhere, or stuck inside the engine at a position most suited to jam the intake of the water pump. Since I don't have an optical camera wire to check for option #2, I decided to just hope for the best and stick the block heater inside the hole. The Morlocks and I then spent another 30 minutes deciphering the wire routing diagram to determine where to route the wires to the battery heater and block heater from the AC plug. I'm definitely planning on posting these directions, they are worth the read. After everything was reassembled, I filled the coolant overflow with a gallon of coolant and watched it go nowhere. Figuring the thermostat needed to heat up and open, I ran it past the "normal" range and into "hot" at which point I assumed the plug had plugged the water intake and was slowly destroying my water pump. Fortunately the Morlocks convinced me it was vapor lock before I got the engine out and sure enough after it cooled down the reservoir went empty and the happy face light came back on in my dash. The end result is a pre-warmed truck and a new appreciation for language-neutral instructions. The celebration of my block heater install at box bar was cut short when the
Morlock vehicle wouldn't start due to the lights being left on. Fortunately
Joseph arrived from Florida to give us a jump and send us on our way. Holy crap this is a long read!
UPDATE:
scan of the crazy instructionsI just got the email today that NVIDIA will be sending some swag for my Nov 12th LAN party. In return I'm displaying the permanent banner in the upper right of my website along with posting the banners/materials they send along at the event. I'm not expecting alot, but it's nice to have some free stuff to pass around. Thanks to
Stavos Excelcier for the idea to apply for sponsorship. My memory sucks horribly, it was indeed Excelcier who proposed the idea. Stavos is a big fat loser.
While
Duane was on vacation I molested his cats and violated his fish.
For these tasks I was given the moon goddess from the Dominican Republic as an addition to my Gnome collection.
If you look at the backside you can see why the title is fitting. My most exotic gnome yet, a close second to
the most disturbing gnome ever.
A year ago today was
moving day when all
Saturday and most of
Sunday my friends helped me move all my crap from Redford to Farmington Hills. Moving always reminds me how many great friends I have that are willing to move my underwear drawer. The transition to Farmington Hills was tough, requiring cutbacks to shirtless time and bigger investments in lawn maintenance, but now that a year has passed I've been properly assimilated into the local culture. The history (what was then the future) of my old house turned out to be much more interesting than I would have ever anticipated, with a complete failure to sell and some very interesting
renter events included. And yes, it's
still for sale but don't everyone go offering to buy it at once.
Shortly after 11:00pm lastnight an
exploit script was run against my
phpBB forums. Having laxed on my upgrade schedule, I was only at version 2.0.6 which was vulnerable to the exploit.
Stavos alerted me that anyone attempting to login to the forums was greeted with a database error. The hack created a bogus user theme and then set all users to that theme. I'm not quite sure what it was supposed to do after that, but I noticed a few user accounts on the DB I didn't recognize and quickly deleted them, then upgraded the forums to the latest version. All this was finished by 11:00am today. I'm still sorting through the logs to find the IP that ran the exploit, but I'm guessing it was a random bot that got lucky. If I'm wrong, hopefully we'll see some interesting changes on the server in the next few days.
Tonight was the first of a two bonfire weekend. The
Gnome Cam was switched to the back porch at 6:40pm for the event and shows the gradual progression of fire and intoxication. A security training book, Ypsilanti yellow pages, cell phone, motor oil and hard drive were
sacrificed to the bonfire gods. Probably not the best for the environment, but no worse than what goes up in smoke during a typical house fire. More importantly, the hot dogs weren't glowing from any of it. I was unsuccessful in cooking Keith over the fire, but there's always tomorrows bonfire at Senator Kelly's.
The growing number of action figures on my desk prompted todays
multiple
angle videos that
at the time were hilarious and may or may not hold comedy value for you.
Unfortunately my phone only records in the .3g2
format so you'll need
Quicktime to view them.
Shortly after the videos, they were arranged in the
following position which has prompted at
least 3 confused coworkers to give me dirty looks.
Lastnight I took the
engine and transmission out of my
Cougar with the help of Mark, Jason, Nick, Zack, Ron, Scott and other
MC-NECO members. We started at 11:00am and had the engine out by 9:30pm. The first four hours of the job involved removing the supercharger which was surprisingly the hardest part, but after that it was relatively easy except for an uncooperative ball joint. The entire event was recorded on yesterdays
Gnome Cam. In addition to the work on my Cougar, an engine rod bearing and a wheel bearing were replaced on two other Cougars. By far our most productive mod meet to date. Now that the guts are out of my Cougar I plan to bring it to
Leo's house for assistance in beefing up the transmission to properly handle the extra power from the supercharger. While it's out I also plan to upgrade to the proper headers and Y-pipe a forced induction car needs. Thanks to everyone who helped out, I definately would not have attempted anything like this without the help I received.
Almost 8 months ago an english guy from my work came up to me at Costco with a
Boohbah asking if it was a good secret santa gift.
It was definately the most disturbing childrens toy I had ever seen. Unfortunately I was not the recipient of it for the gift exchange, but I did manage to gain custody. It was eventually tortured and hung from the ceiling, then shortly afterwards it disappeared. Now travel in time with me to a month ago where I saw one on clearance for $10 at Meijer and had to buy it. Something about them just fascinates me, not the least of which is why on earth any kid would want one. Not 2 weeks after the purchase it also went missing. With two Boohbah's MIA I couldn't justify buying a third even at the bargain price of $10. Then today, mysteriously the original kidnapped Boohbah returned after evidently spending some time with Gene Simmons. I await the day when my second Boohbah is returned so I can finally mate them. How you ask? Check out
www.Boohbah.com for that answer.
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