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Get off my LAWN! "Grumpy Old Farts"

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I bought a new 1978 Rabbit. Must have been the most fun car that I've owned. Trouble was that by the time I plunked down the final 36th payment rust had set in. Got it Ziebarted at the dealer for extra money. No matter. No inner fender liners...cheap steel from what I was told.
It was the last year of the German made gas Rabbits here in the states before they went to Westmorland, PA for creation. Still had the round headlights and more traditional German looking interior appointments.
I used to redline the tach ten+ times a day. Loved it!

It's my understanding that they used recycled steel at the time and the formulation didn't hold up as anticipated against corrosion. Same story for the Japanese cars such as Datsuns of that era.
 
As inspiring a first day of spring shot as I'm likely to see :thumbsup:



She is known here and abouts.





The engine coolant line in a Fiat X1/9 runs directly above the passenger footwell. They were the second nicest pair of boots I've ever owned, buckskin numbers from the time of affordable concert tickets. My own ride was the massively underpowered Fiat 850 Spyder (this is before my X1/9 encounter and my Golf).

And she is still beautiful at 86.

Speaking of scooter. On Epic Journey 2012, I was riding on US50 across NV and came upon a group of guys and gals on scooters when stopped for road construction. A couple had the Silverwing like scooters but most were Vespas. They were running about 70mph and riding from CA to WI for a rally, then back. We stayed at the same hotel in Ely, NV. Had drinks and dinner with them. They were a hoot and a half! One of the guys was named John Hopkins and one of the gals kept calling him "John Hopkins not the hospital". Here they are in front of me after the stop. It's okay that I'm in the left lane since it was one way for the construction.

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Today's project has expanded. Started with blowing the leaves off the patio (I am out of breath but I still have a lot of hot air) and pulling out the old, crunchy landscape light wiring and fighting fire ants I stirred up. Then that ran into blowing the leaves and dead stuff out of the beds. Taking a break now. Then mulch up the leaves and stuff, clean out the BBQ cabinet and grill.

And it didn't end there. Mulched the leaves then buzzed off the dead grass in the rest of the yard. I am done with fun for today!
 
I went in the ditch on that restaurant post. I expect you guys to call me out when I do stuff like that. Alaskalefty - thanks for pointing out the error of my ways.

We are all very, very human.

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I think

Odin is the whole of my daily personal companionship
that's okay with me
but not forever
I like to see actual people, in their bodies
(as a rule, I notice people get upset about bodies with nobody in them)
 
Odin is the whole of my daily personal companionship that's okay with me but not forever. I like to see actual people...

The one thing that you can count on is that people will let you down. A dog just wants to be your best friend and asks for very little in return. Except when they get it in their head to explore on their own and scare you half to death.
 
The one thing that you can count on is that people will let you down. A dog just wants to be your best friend and asks for very little in return. Except when they get it in their head to explore on their own and scare you half to death.

At this moment Odin is curled up with his head on my pillow.

This is the outcome that began at o'god o'clock when I woke for bio. Returned to find a certain dog with his head on my pillow. Come morning Odin's asleep on the floor directly below me. I take coffee, turn around, and a certain dog is sleeping with his head on my pillow.

It's laundry day anyway
 
The one thing that you can count on is that people will let you down. A dog just wants to be your best friend and asks for very little in return. Except when they get it in their head to explore on their own and scare you half to death.
I wish I had the time and space for a dog. Would love to adopt old dogs that would just chill out in their final months or years.
 
It's my understanding that they used recycled steel at the time and the formulation didn't hold up as anticipated against corrosion. Same story for the Japanese cars such as Datsuns of that era.

I had a friend in the mid-70s with an older Datsun. Always had some sort of trouble with it. He called it "dat son of a b**ch". :laugh:
 
We had talked about senior animals but we can't deal with another loss. We had three cats for a long time. Ted made it to 15, Comet to 17, and Tootsie was two months shy of 21.
The old ones are hard to let go ...even for their own good. Gabby was a wonderful little cat that made it to 21. But , there was just to much for her to deal with and especially since she was exclusively an outdoor cat. Blindness, we think deaf were the big things, but there were a few more things that required daily meds. Just too vulnerable to be outdoors like that. Lastly she slipped off the chair that she slept on and broke her leg. Such a sweetheart.
 
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