Yes, I agree. A chase can lead to unintended consequence. We've seen that, and it seems like public policy and policing protocols have been crafted to address the issue, to an extent.Quote:
Originally Posted by JaneV2.0
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Yes, I agree. A chase can lead to unintended consequence. We've seen that, and it seems like public policy and policing protocols have been crafted to address the issue, to an extent.Quote:
Originally Posted by JaneV2.0
Okay---here's two more catt photos. Do these look like the same 'zact cat, or not?Attachment 4771Attachment 4772
Okay----Hamilton Beach microwaves. Sold at bare walls mart, aka a taste of moscow. Where retail meets social activism(aerosol paint that USED to be $5 a can is now $10, in just a few short months). But yeah---that microwave. This is the 2nd from BWM that I've had that after two years, developed two problems. The first one, I junked. But, the second one, I fixed. First of all, I used these microwaves way too much. They are not perfessional grade, like my 77 GMC, which is still in service after 45 years. So---I will cut back on use. But, what the two overuse problems were is the paint was peeling off the interior of the oven, especially near the door. And second, the oven would not run unless you banged the door shut and held it there, while it cooked. A time waster, for sure. I have other stuff I can waste time on, already. Anyway, I finally took the oven outside and pullled the top/side cover off, to investigate. Don't go poking around in there, as I've heard there may be residual high voltage in there. Not sure if that's true, but I don't encourage anyone to find out the hard way. Ha. But yeah---it isn't necessarily the door switch that is faulty. On mine, the switch--the upper door switch---was fine. It just wasn't engaging properly with that plastic finger that latches the door shut. My guess is with the high heat generated from hard use causes the plastic and metal cabinet and door to distort and warp just a littlebittybit; just enough to keep the upper finger from touching the door switch. So, to make a long story short, what I did was take a three-cornered file, and file down the top of the (plastic) ramp just inside the hole that the latching finger engages with. It won't take much, so check it often as you proceed. This will let the latch finger drop just enough to properly engage the door switch. Nothing more. So---I put the cover back on, and used vinegar to scrub 'er down inside and out, and especially the interior. Then, wiped the interior down with brake clean. Then, wire-wheeled the peeeling paint with a drill and wire wheel. Then used some sandpaper to scuff er up, inside. Then cleaned er again. Let er dry, then used bare walls mart rustoleum paint w/ primer in a thin coat on the metal interior(just the top and floor and inside around the door. This part takes skill, BTW. Don't try this if you have no skill. After you've done your paint job---don't use the oven for a month or more. That aerosol enamel takes that long to really cure out. But yeah---set your oven back inside while the thing is curing. After a month, plug 'er in, and let 'er rip. Just don't be using the darn thing to cook casseroles and stuff that requires long periods of high heat. Cheap ovens like that are best used for popping popcorn or reheating stuff that has already been cooked. If you went out and bought a nice, clean NEW oven already, you could use the old, repaired one in a rec room or shop as a secondary unit. Your call. Now you know. Hope that helps you some. If you have any questions, too bad. Ha. That's your problem. But yeah---thank mee.
Okay---can I get an unbiased opinion, here? Or even a fairly subjective opinion? This is unusual that you kids have no opinion about something on here. Thankk Mee. Or, I should say: Thankk You! Yup.Quote:
Originally Posted by littlebittybobby
Okay---Heres the Historically significant Shiffendecker home, where Janice from Joplin grew up and learned to sing/yell in her raspy voice. Certainly no Olivia Newton-John! As you know, she died suddenly of mysterious causes, alleged to be "drug abuse". Maybe complicated by strangulation. But yeah---Her folks put her room in the basement, and told her to keep that darn so-called music DOWN, will ya? Yup. I'm not sure if its haunted, or not. Certainly is stigmatized, though. Yup.Attachment 4774
Anyone? Anyone at all? About the catt photos, I mean.Quote:
Originally Posted by littlebittybobby
Okay----today is the 25th anniversary of Lady Dies' and her BF Dodies' tragic death. Here's a photo of Die, and the car in The Tunnel. R.I. P.Attachment 4775Attachment 4776Attachment 4776Attachment 4788Attachment 4789
Okay----Lady Dies' home, when she was growing up.(see photo) Looks pretty spacious! I would assume that she had her own room, with Stones & Black Sabbath, etc., posters on the walls. . Yup.Attachment 4782
Okay---'Cordin to an article in the NY Sun, which says they've been spinning yarns since long before the NY Times, some guy in the limo rental business says the crashed car Die & Dodie were riding in that disastrous and deadly day in downtown Paree, rightfully belongs to him, and he wants it back. Well, wouldn't you? Not as a fixer-upper, but as a centerpiece in like--- a Touristy place located near an intersection of major highways. Like near Bondurant, I-wah. You could buy an old house to remodel, then put in a restaurant & gift shop, and have the wrecked car on display in a glass enclosure! Maybe even sell flowers for the tourists to place at this shrine. Wouldn't that be cool? People would DRIVE from miles around, to EAT at your restaurant/museum, and gawk at the car, murmuring tsk, tsk. Going down to the tow yard to see a car involved in a fatality was a favorite pastime, when I was growing up in that teeny-tiny town, way up north in the middle o' nowhere, I-wah. You betcha. Seriously. People would crowd around and oooh and ohhhh, speculating whether they were "killed instantly" or "pronounced DOA" at the hospital. But yeah---this would be a good fit with the culture there. Yup. Attachment 4783
Okay----Two Photos. A gravestone, and a description of an accident. I remember the aftermath, quite well. We all went to look at his wrecked car, sitting behind the Ford Garage. It was a '52 Chevy, 4 door. He hit the rear of one o' them blacktop road compactors with the left front of his car. It took the left front wheel off, and drove the steering column into the front seat of the car. There was a pair of blue jeans lying inside it. The interior had a rank odor. But yeah---it was really smashed. Drive careful. Hope that helps you some. Attachment 4784Attachment 4785