Whoa, slow down....take it easy. I'll get my meds.....but it's just the way I need to go about it. I was just pass'n time yesterday when I mentioned Dr. Fronkinstool an' his stress test....meds an' stuff. I'm still good up till the end of Sept an' a simple phone call will renew my prescriptions for another month. In that time, I will figger out what I want to do. I surely won't be look'n in Ga. for a NEW doctor. There's 30\18 of 'em in Corpus Christi. "Yo Mama's" doctor would probly write me a prescription if'n it comes down to it.
Dang....now ya got me all twist up think'n bout that stuff.
I do need to mention bout that stress test. The first part of it is to get my heart rate way to hell an' gone....a hunnert mile a hour. They do it with a freak'n needle 'cause my back injuries won't let me on a treadmill. But the important part of the stress test is the nuclear part (inject some kind of radioactive shit in me an' run me through a open MRI look'n machine). Look'n for leaks in the bypasses they done.
Yeee haaa....boy howdy an' all that good stuff. I'm talk'n bout that auto park brake system on "Sally da house". There are days when ya fix something an' feel good bout it....even give a little smile at the good work ya done. But let me tell ya....I was smil'n from one ear to the other one. Had me one them possum grins.
Ya see....this auto park system on "Sally da house" is a MAJOR repair....Oh wait, I don't say repair, I say fix. I spend hour after hour think'n bout what could be wrong....how much it gonna cost me. I have nightmares bout "da house" roll'n down some hill, entering some lake an' ....sink'n....while I'm in Walmart buy'n stuff.
Anyhows, Robert crawl up under there, after preparations. *preparations: Key on, tranny in neutral, leveling jacks up, auto park button pushed in, rear wheels chocked/chalked....blocked* This put the park brake in the off position.....it will roll at the slightest touch. An hour later the drive shaft is disconnected. The parking brake drum is lay'n on the ground. Looks brand spank'n new to me. The brake shoes are inspected. Look brand spank'n new to me.
No need to spend a few hunnert dollars for new parts. Up to this point, me an' Robert are all excitis. Nuttin left to do but put it back together an' adjust the brake shoes (drive shaft disconnected).
Now we have a problem. The shoes drag when ya turn the drum. That's no good. We pull the brake drum for the third time. Hmmmm, the shoes are hang'n up, not return'n to the full off (disengaged) position. WD-40 that sucker. It still don't return. To make this short.....hahahahaha....lololol....we find the cables are hang'n up, not the shoes. I notice a cable return spring is missing. Now we all excitis again.....we can fix this....an' we call it a day. With big smiles on our faces.
Foot stool project is finished. Now I can go milk me some cows. That's what it look like...a freak'n cow milk'n stool. When not using it, I can hide it up under the desk....out of sight.
"Billy Bob, you don't build ugly stuff like that". Apparently he do. He's a redneck ya know.
Ok, it's now time to head down the road a piece. Ace Hardware for the missing spring. Auto parts store for some clean'n stuff for the brake shoes an' drum. Drop off empty prescriptions at Walmart for refills.
"Sadie Mae....ya wanna go for a ride"?
Dang....now ya got me all twist up think'n bout that stuff.
I do need to mention bout that stress test. The first part of it is to get my heart rate way to hell an' gone....a hunnert mile a hour. They do it with a freak'n needle 'cause my back injuries won't let me on a treadmill. But the important part of the stress test is the nuclear part (inject some kind of radioactive shit in me an' run me through a open MRI look'n machine). Look'n for leaks in the bypasses they done.
Yeee haaa....boy howdy an' all that good stuff. I'm talk'n bout that auto park brake system on "Sally da house". There are days when ya fix something an' feel good bout it....even give a little smile at the good work ya done. But let me tell ya....I was smil'n from one ear to the other one. Had me one them possum grins.
Ya see....this auto park system on "Sally da house" is a MAJOR repair....Oh wait, I don't say repair, I say fix. I spend hour after hour think'n bout what could be wrong....how much it gonna cost me. I have nightmares bout "da house" roll'n down some hill, entering some lake an' ....sink'n....while I'm in Walmart buy'n stuff.
Anyhows, Robert crawl up under there, after preparations. *preparations: Key on, tranny in neutral, leveling jacks up, auto park button pushed in, rear wheels chocked/chalked....blocked* This put the park brake in the off position.....it will roll at the slightest touch. An hour later the drive shaft is disconnected. The parking brake drum is lay'n on the ground. Looks brand spank'n new to me. The brake shoes are inspected. Look brand spank'n new to me.
No need to spend a few hunnert dollars for new parts. Up to this point, me an' Robert are all excitis. Nuttin left to do but put it back together an' adjust the brake shoes (drive shaft disconnected).
Now we have a problem. The shoes drag when ya turn the drum. That's no good. We pull the brake drum for the third time. Hmmmm, the shoes are hang'n up, not return'n to the full off (disengaged) position. WD-40 that sucker. It still don't return. To make this short.....hahahahaha....lololol....we find the cables are hang'n up, not the shoes. I notice a cable return spring is missing. Now we all excitis again.....we can fix this....an' we call it a day. With big smiles on our faces.
Foot stool project is finished. Now I can go milk me some cows. That's what it look like...a freak'n cow milk'n stool. When not using it, I can hide it up under the desk....out of sight.
"Billy Bob, you don't build ugly stuff like that". Apparently he do. He's a redneck ya know.
Ok, it's now time to head down the road a piece. Ace Hardware for the missing spring. Auto parts store for some clean'n stuff for the brake shoes an' drum. Drop off empty prescriptions at Walmart for refills.
"Sadie Mae....ya wanna go for a ride"?
Wow what a successful day.
ReplyDeleteGood going, keep up the good work.
I rekon I can call today a successful day too. Dropped off my meds for refill at Walmart. Went to Ace Hardware....picked up a couple springs an' some "brake part" cleaner. Fount me a 2 1/2 gallon propane tank....$59. But it's still sit'n on the shelf at Ace. Gotta do some think'n ya know. Looked at "spud gun from hell" parts. Dang...that thing gonna be expensive.
DeleteIt is/was a great day.
Glad you are making progress. I just finished washing my golf clubs. They were filthy from five days straight of playing golf. Now it is fix lunch time. Have fun.
ReplyDeleteProgress is slow, but get'n done. Keeps Robert out of trouble at home an' makes his daddy happy.
DeleteHa ha....clean clubs in no way will improve a golfers game. Just makes ya look a bit spiffy out there on the course. I like the scores ya been post'n.
Needed to knock off the mud so I could see which way the club face was pointed. By the way the straight left pull shot I had in Sinton, was caused by my bad setup. Got to thank Ben Hogan for getting me fixed.
DeleteNice looking foot stool you got yourself. Glad you got your brakes adjusted and that there was no major problem. Some days you get the bear and some days the bear gets you. Today was your day to get the bear.
ReplyDeleteThat foot stool looks better than any milkin' stool I got to use - they gave me the 3-legged kind and it didn't take much of a swish of the tail for the cow to knock me off balance!
ReplyDeletei forgot to tell you sissy ,did you know that if you google stores that give military and ex-military discounts ,you will finds 100's . of cource everybody knows about home depot give;s 10% lowes 10% all the auto parts stores 10% applebees 10% golden coral 10% off just for asking and showing you ex-military I.D. . i sure hope mr. P. is taking advantage of this fact , now those same stores also will give there son's and daughters and wifes the same discount if they get a military I.D. of there own from the V.A. god bless mr P. and all the veterans for the military service and sacrifice .thank-you all veterans for your service.
ReplyDeletehi again sissy , ya the thing is that those stores will not give anyone anything if you do not ask for there discount , if you don't ask you don't receive .
ReplyDeleteGlad you had a successful day. Thank you Robert for helping your daddy out :)
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