Automotive Blogs (377)

That they are putting dog food into the meat pies, the baker reckons he's been doing it for years. And he also reckons he never washes his hands after backing one out, because nobody has complained so far.

Whilst driving along the motorway the other day, I felt the vehicle was steering ever so slightly to the left. Whenst I was checking the relative positioning of my testicles I noticed the one on the left was sitting slightly lower than the right. By positioning a cigarette packet under the left testicle hence raising it, I noticed the vehicle started tracking in a straight line again, which was lucky considering I was towing a car trailer at the time. And it saved me valuable money on a wheel realignment.

Remember over the last few months I ve commented on how much I hate drivers who text when they re driving. Well on sunday a early 20s indian fellow blew thru a yield sign and hit the rear portion of my car, ,and spun the car around. He then approached me, then noticed alot of damage to his car, then ran back to his car and drove off. The police are looking for him and his damaged car.
I m thankful I wasn t hurt, and my car can be repaired, but the thought of it could have been my neighbors kids crossing the street there ,that quiet sunday morning scared me. Courtesy on the road don t exist anymore,
And some of my friends wonder why I go shopping in the early early morning hrs,
, Maybe I m not as crazy as some people think,

..after that blog about wanking and photos..our little pilot has gone awol.

Come on you old dog..I got this treatment years ago..man up and get back in here with your soft top mercedes and steel toe cap CAT boots.

Just coz you're a lousy wanker, take it on the chin and move on geezer.

People are often unreasonable, irrational, and self-centered. Forgive them anyway.

If you are kind, people may accuse you of selfish, ulterior motives. Be kind anyway.

If you are successful, you will win some unfaithful friends and some genuine enemies. Succeed anyway.

If you are honest and sincere people may deceive you. Be honest and sincere anyway.

What you spend years creating, others could destroy overnight. Create anyway.

If you find serenity and happiness, some may be jealous. Be happy anyway.

The good you do today, will often be forgotten. Do good anyway.

Give the best you have, and it will never be enough. Give your best anyway.

In the final analysis, it is between you and God. It was never between you and them anyway.

I feel a bit stupid that I almost can't move the car back without backwards camera even I drive since 2008! :(

How many people here have same problem with me?

Where does one find happiness? With in you or from others who can make you happy?

Horn OK please' is a phrase commonly painted on commercial vehicles like trucks, buses or local taxis in India.

The purpose of the phrase is to alert a driver of a vehicle approaching from behind to sound their horn in case they wish to overtakeThe origin of this phrase is unknown. Also, there is no official significance with respect to Indian traffic regulations. No rules in India mandate or suggest the use of such a "slogan" on a vehicle. Still many vehicles are decorated with the phrase Horn OK please.

In the early days, most of the trucks in India were manufactured by the TATA Group. When new trucks were rolled out of the factory, they were subjected to tests, and the trucks that passed the tests had 'OK TATA' stamped in the rear tailgate, with 'TATA' written below 'OK'. Owing to the huge amount of traffic, many truck drivers had 'Horn Please' painted on the tailgate, with the two words on either side of 'OK'. This was visually read as 'Horn OK Please'.

Though this may be the most likely origin, there are plenty of theories for the “Horn Ok Please” being into existence. One such theory has its roots in the Second World War where trucks were often run on petrol when there was a shortage of diesel. Petrol, being highly unstable in nature, would cause the trucks to explode at the slightest accident. Hence a warning would be painted on the back saying “Horn Please, On Petrol”. Gradually this became a norm and is still seen on most trucks even today.

Another possible explanation is that during the blackout on lights during the Second World War, if a car had to overtake a lorry in the night, it had to honk. For this purpose, there used to be a red light under the truck which the truck driver would switch on to signal that it was OK to overtake. It was the OK in the middle that would light up.

Yet another explanation (and probably one bearing some truth behind it) is that the OK is separate from the Horn Please. The OK is kept there in big, bold letters, to allow the drivers from behind to realise that they were OK and alive, thus preventing them from rash behaviour; in addition, the fact that they are able to read the OK is indicative that they are keeping an appropriate braking distance.

Another theory is that, the original words were Horn OTK (overtake) please. And since many times the T would merge into the paneling of the truck it got mistaken for OK.From Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia

I had always admired Tiffany in high school, good-looking, athletic, smart, nice arse etc. etc... Then we met at a reunion and she was even hotter than before. So we had a dance when Lionel Ritchie came on, and also when they played Phil Collins (Against the odds). One thing led to another, and a whirlwind romance blossomed. So we moved into a small flat above the gym together.

We were the ideal couple, the talk of the town. We went everywhere in a large Caddilac convertible, and I started smoking French cigarettes and wearing a cravat. Eventually I got rid of the cravat because it made me look like a poof off a cooking show but thats another story.

Unbeknownst to myself, her frequent trips to the gym had taken on a sinister life of their own. At first I made excuses for her appearance changing so radically, such as Christmas kilos or telling my mates she's bulking up for winter when they ask about the situation.

It was becoming more and more difficult to keep up with her in the bedroom, and so I started taking calcium supplements in case she broke my bones. She became incredibly strong, and her breasts developed peach fuzz. She was totally insatiable, demanding services up to eleven times each day.

Then one day I caught her drinking a bright green liquid, immediately I suspected it was the funky cold medina but I wasnt sure. Then the veins on her neck bulged up, then the rest of her neck bulged up too. Then her feet shrivelled up and her forehead became unfeasibly enlarged. So I moved out.

So one of the nice things about this place I live at is how the lack of nearby lighting offers a great view of the night sky, coupled with a weird acoustic effect many have noticed here, within which you can hear ordinary conversations from literally a mile away if the speakers are outside, at night I can easily hear the train go by the closest town even though the train track is 7 miles away, when DHS practices at their firing range I can hear the guns going off. That range is 19 miles away (pop,pop,pop,pop, etc.).

Ever go out at night and just stand there in the dark in the night air and quietly watch and listen?

Mars sits there South South East at about 11 o'clock as I face to the Weat. Little Dipper at 12 O'clock high. It is 2330 here Hey, if you really know your stuff those three alone put me somewhere in NA up in the Mid Atlantic, nu?

Somewhere in the NW a little while ago there were flashes on the horizon. Bright ones. I start counting. More flashes about 6 seconds later. I know what day it is and that some places do the light show a little early. Clearly that is one such place. I listen carefully. Figure the speed of sound at sea level is 0.211446403 miles per second. A little slower at this altitude. 73 Seconds later I hear the very faint booms and thuds. Figure 15 - 16 miles away. Somewhere between Clearbrook or Inwood I am thinking...

I got invited to 2 July shootenfest & BBQ tomorrow. Toying with it. Friend with a place like mine has invited about 30 folks to bring guns and try out his new shooting range (he just finished the berm last week) and also participate in the BBQ. Girls, music, guns, noise, etc. Thinking of it.. I called the State Police for his state this afternoon and confirmed there would be no legal issues in my bringing some toys to the BBQ. A .22 for the girls of course, but for me? 44, 45? Why not a wussy 380 instead? Decisions, decisions. Someone else is supposedly bringing a Barrett. Weirdly I just happen to have a can that would fit that which has just been sitting around collecting dust.. Unlinked too. Hmmm

Anyway, studying the sky. See a pinprick flash. Very fast like a strobe. I have seen such before, but mostly when staring up through one of my better NVDs. Unusual to see it with a naked eye. 3 seconds later, there it is again. It has moved maybe a half inch. Another 3 seconds, there it is again. I briefly toy with dragging the Meade down from the attic and coupling one of the PVS devices to the Meade so I can get a better look. Nah, too much dusty work and for what? I already know things circle and watch us. I can see it. No one putts a visible strobe on a satellite. Electricity is too precious up there. So it is a glint. What the sky watchers call an Iridium Flare. It is tumbling at a constant rate and every now and then the sun reflects off of it at regular intervals until the angle for me to see it is wrong. I notice a second one far to the West but dimmer. Approximate the azimuth and come in and do some research. Gotta love the Internet where everything is just a few key clicks away.

I now think maybe I was seeing the rocket booster from Cosmos 2333 and maybe SL-16 R/B. The paths are right..