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Thu, Jun. 4th, 2009, 04:54 pm
You want me to pet your WHAT, now........?

So, about a month ago a coworker said he was giving away his motorcycle to anyone who could remove it from his garage. It's a 1978 Yamaha XS400-2E. Since I've been meaning to get into motorcycling, I offered to take it off his hands. Amazingly enough, the bike has compression and good spark, ever after sitting idle for 6 years. I should be able to slap a battery in, prime the engine, and be ready to go. He even has the manual, which provided me with a good laugh when reading it at work today.
My motorcycle's primer choke is referred to as a "petcock." And you pull it out to prime the engine. You PULL OUT the PETCOCK.
I've never heard it referred to as such. It must have been coined by those fops in "Psychomania." I am dying to say to the local biker gangs, in an effrete British accent, "Pardon, chaps, but I seem to be having a spot of bother with my motor-velo. Could I trouble you to pull my petcock out for me while I work my choke?"
I'll be taking bets on how fast I can get jumped and beaten.

EDITED TO ADD:

Oh, it just gets better.

  • My coworker has suggested I say the above phrase at the Red Dog Saloon, the local dive biker bar.

  • Apparently, petcock is a real term. The picture on the wikipedia site for htis term is a side shot of the model bike I own. Odd.

  • I've been cracking up with a coworker over this for like 10 minutes. Apparently, sleep deprivation makes me laugh like Muttley from Hanna Barbera.

  • From the wiki:
    Many motorcycles now have an automatic, vacuum operated, petcock
    I like this idea. Bikes that come with hummers *built in*

  • Petcocks get used in farm equipment (this is already going downhill), "such as to provide vacuum to a milking machine if a normal vacuum source was unavailable." Uh......your farm has a petcock that provides vacuum? Isn't that, well, y'know....dangerous?


Ok, that's it. I quit, I'm done.......

Thu, Jun. 4th, 2009, 01:26 am
I can sing-sing, but I can't Lebenworth. I can twelve-worth, but not 'Levenworth....

It makes more sense if you hear Chicollini say it.
So, I have a recital in two weeks of a part from Faust. This is a youtube video of some pompous ass singing it. Ignore the fact he looks like one of the guys from the State. I hope it gets recorded, so I know if I suck. My teacher, classically-trained pianist and lover of all sorts of music, wants me to do "In Old Mexico" by Tom Lehrer as well. Which is really no more strange than the recital where I did "Singing In The Rain."
And to think, I went to her asking if I could learn to sing like Danzig without the mouthful of marbles.

Wed, May. 6th, 2009, 11:22 pm
Burlesque in New Haven this Saturday!

This Saturday, May 9th of 2009, please join us for a night of classy burlesque, featuring two less classy (but still very funny) hosts, 5 saucy (and still very classy) girls, and one DJ (who has about as much class as a kindergarten in summer). Go-go starts promptly at 9:30 (the crew getting drunk starts promptly when we walk in the door).
Step this way, folks! See the pretty lady with more feathers than you can fandango....Collapse )

Wed, May. 6th, 2009, 11:22 pm
Burlesque in New Haven this Saturday!

This Saturday, May 9th of 2009, please join us for a night of classy burlesque, featuring two less classy (but still very funny) hosts, 5 saucy (and still very classy) girls, and one DJ (who has about as much class as a kindergarten in summer). Go-go starts promptly at 9:30 (the crew getting drunk starts promptly when we walk in the door).
Step this way, folks! See the pretty lady with more feathers than you can fandango....Collapse )

Thu, Apr. 23rd, 2009, 02:16 am
Wow, didn't understand "Quit While Yer Ahead," didja....?

OK, so I fell in love with this band in late high school/early college called The Blood. They were on a few Oi comps such as Oi, Oi, That's Yer Lot. A good friend gave me their debut album on an eighth generation tape, which was quite muddy. None-the-less, "Megalomaniac" is a fucking brilliant song, as is "Stark Raving Normal." I got the cd a few years later, entitled "False Gestures for a Devious Public." Amazing album, and it had some bonus tracks and liner notes which were quite neat. I had tried ordering something by them in a record store in Boston about 14 years ago, when the clerk told me there were two albums listed on the microfilm (yes, I'm old) by "the Blood." No guarantee that it was the same band, but why not try? So I ordered it. Never got the damned thing.
About 5 years later, they toured. I saw them at the Tune-Inn with about 5 other people and a dog. Three songs in, they said they weren't gonna play for a couple of Americans, and we all drank at the bar instead. I got their single, which was ok but nothing great. I never thought to ask them about that second album.
Well, in the course of talking to my cousin Monday, he mentioned having seen something about a second album, Se Parare Nex. I check Wikipedia (infallible source that it is....), and sure enough, it's the second album, released in 1985. They also released another ep and some other stuff. So, I hit Soulseek and downloaded it all. I never thought to look before, and had often wished they'd released more. I found the whole kit and kaboodle, and downloaded it ALL.


Not such a good idea. Ya know when you realize that really good band you saw once only had ideas enough for one album? yeah, kinda like that. Although, there's one some that's as amazing as their original singles, which I've been playing on repeat tonight. It just figures the title is "I Dreamt of Your Death Last Night." The rest of the stuff sounds like lukewarm "Phantasmagoria"=era Damned. Not so good. Bleh.

Thu, Mar. 12th, 2009, 05:51 pm

I just realized that "Wasted Years" by Iron Maiden and "Headhunter" by Front242 could be mixed together pretty smoothly. How fascinating, yet horrifying at the same time.

Thu, Mar. 12th, 2009, 12:45 am

My tailbone hurts from this shitty chair, I'm tired of writing papers for systems design class, and I'm discussing with an old friend how much we each can drink in beer before we have to piss every three minutes. At least the cats have given me a respite from CONSTANTLY having to fight for space in my lap. I need my sweetie to come home so I can hold her and bury may face in her shoulder.
Maybe this weekend, I'll put the new seat belts in the '72 Buick. I need to get a license plate that reads "BBY-ETR."

Thu, Mar. 12th, 2009, 12:18 am
Does this mean we're engaged?

Today at work, I actually got to tell a coworker, "Ahhhh, a man after my own heart. Too bad my heart is owned by root, and I took you off my sudo list." He then said he would steal my heart and crack it, to which I replied "You can't. It's 256-bit encrypted. My blood pumps in octal."

And Quetzalcoatl, the larger of the red-tailed boas, is an idiot. She keeps trying to wedge her head between the tank and lid. Hey, snake. Your head is not a chisel.

Wed, Mar. 11th, 2009, 01:01 am
This is not a pretty entry. Ignore it if you're squeamish about animals being hurt.

Today was nuts at Nikki's work. As I was leaving, a cat came in that had been attacked by a local dog. I ended up helping to weigh it and give it oxygen while they were prepping the x-ray machine, then Nikki brought it in. I heard one of the nurses say "Uh....there should be ribs here." Later, one of the girls showed me where they were feeling, and told me to put my hand on it's side. It kind of felt like a balloon stuffed with guts and covered in matted shag carpet. Apparently, the ribs had been shattered and had punctured several organs. Apparently, most of the abdomen was one big hematoma. The woman who brought this cat in was the neighbor of the owner, who was just trying to save her neighbor's animal. The animal before that was a three week old Labrador puppy with a broken pelvis from being put in a cage with three adults and 7 other puppies. One of the adults probably sat on or stepped on him. All it could do was yowl in pain.
This is why I keep my animals locked in the house.

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