I so rule. It took me about 8 months, but I fixed the Jeep's broken sunroof.
I had to drop the headliner, which means disassembling just about the whole dang car, to get to the sunroof. It took a $100 parts kit off of the Internet and a few weekend afternoons of investigating, disassembling, and eventually repairing.
I even "upgraded" the OEM pop rivets to #10 loctite-ed bolts. Superkid got the honor of the official demonstration test, for exceptional knowledge and faithful service at retrieving such oddities as torx drivers, assorted interior trim parts, and the always useful roll of teflon pipe tape.
It's good to have that sunroof working again... and The Mommy likes having the oh-(poo) handles back. They're good for leverage when refereeing the young-uns in the back seat.
As always, the question must be answered: why not pay someone to do it. Well, a normal body shop won't touch a sunroof. And now I know why. But the sunroof shop wanted about $3K to do the job. I had to at least try to fix it...
Sunday, October 21, 2007
Friday, August 24, 2007
Fire
Maybe it was damp grass that broke his leg, but it certainly saved his house, truck, and who knows what else.
The superkids and I rounded a corner in our neighborhood yesterday evening on our way home and saw smoke. Then we saw the fire, a burnpile that had gotten a little out of hand. Neighbor Jeff was already there, sans cell phone, trying to figure out what to do.
I parked the car, rolled down the windows, and started stamping the low burning leading edge while I called 911. Jeff got the garden hose and went to work. By the time the the VFD got there, we had things damp, but not out.
The VFD cheerfully sprayed a truckload of water on the fire, thankful that it wasn't any more than it was. The grass was wet from this morning's light rain, he said. Without it, at least three houses would have been lost, not to mention a pickup truck that the fire had burned right under the gas tank of, and then stopped.
It turned out that this was the second EMS call of the day to that house. The owner, had slipped and broken his leg while starting the burn pile that morning. In the rush to get him to the hospital, the fire was forgotten.
A nice upside was that Superkid and Babyfish got to see the fire department in action, and Superkid in particular got a real-life example of why fire is not a toy.
The superkids and I rounded a corner in our neighborhood yesterday evening on our way home and saw smoke. Then we saw the fire, a burnpile that had gotten a little out of hand. Neighbor Jeff was already there, sans cell phone, trying to figure out what to do.
I parked the car, rolled down the windows, and started stamping the low burning leading edge while I called 911. Jeff got the garden hose and went to work. By the time the the VFD got there, we had things damp, but not out.
The VFD cheerfully sprayed a truckload of water on the fire, thankful that it wasn't any more than it was. The grass was wet from this morning's light rain, he said. Without it, at least three houses would have been lost, not to mention a pickup truck that the fire had burned right under the gas tank of, and then stopped.
It turned out that this was the second EMS call of the day to that house. The owner, had slipped and broken his leg while starting the burn pile that morning. In the rush to get him to the hospital, the fire was forgotten.
A nice upside was that Superkid and Babyfish got to see the fire department in action, and Superkid in particular got a real-life example of why fire is not a toy.
Tuesday, March 13, 2007
Open Letter to Triple Crown of Running
Dear Triple Crown of Running,
For answering the thousands of complaints of frustration and technical problems with assertions that the Pike's Peak registration process is "fair"...
Bite me.
Sincerely,
Tank Thinker
For answering the thousands of complaints of frustration and technical problems with assertions that the Pike's Peak registration process is "fair"...
Bite me.
Sincerely,
Tank Thinker
Thursday, March 1, 2007
Saturday, February 10, 2007
New Brother
Kaich now says he has a new baby brother, Elizabeth Kaye. "So now you have a big sister, Elizabeth Kaye, a baby sister, Elizabeth Kaye and a baby brother, Elizabeth Kaye?" "Yep" You'd think the kid would give us more credit for being able to come up with names for our children.
Sunday, January 21, 2007
Saturday, January 20, 2007
Offspring Count
Brandon and Krista's count of offspring: 2
Kaich's count of siblings: 4. No 2. Maybe 2 real, 2 not real
Kaich's siblings:
Kaich's count of siblings: 4. No 2. Maybe 2 real, 2 not real
Kaich's siblings:
- big brother Little John (not real)
- big sister Elizabeth Kaye (not real)
- baby sister Elizabeth Kaye (real) (Yes, there are 2 Elizabeth Kayes)
- short sister JT Allison (real) (To clarify: that's JT Allison, not JT, not Allison, JTAllison) "What does 'short sister' mean Kaich?" "She's just old." hmm. okie doke.
Wednesday, January 17, 2007
Definition: Swop
Pronunciation: 'swäp
Function: verb
Inflected Form(s): swopped; swop·ping
Etymology: Superkid's custom lexicon hybrid of swat, to strike, and whop, also to strike.
transitive verb1 a : to strike - swop·per noun
Example: Superkid used a broom to swop the icicles and knock them down.
Friday, January 12, 2007
Wednesday, January 10, 2007
Definition: Fambly
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