DavidWhite
Final Approach
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Had a mid season issue with ethanol laced fuel, and gas leaked into the crank case, and my mower indicated it had elected a new pope. Drained the oil, redid the carb. I cut the fuel line and put an inline valve in it. My shut down every time is to flip the hood open and shut the fuel off until the engine starves. I now use E0.Love the way the mower started this season. Last fall, instead of my normal gas stabilizer thing, I took the advice of a blonde on the Internet (Chickanic) and just ran it dry. Because in my other engines the stabil stuff just hasn't worked lately. Yesterday I put gas in it, pulled the choke, turned the key, and it started instantly. I now have a new plan for seasonal engine storage.
I've been using that method for a long while w/o issue....just ran it dry...
We rescued a pup (literally, out of a busy road at 5 weeks old) a few years ago and had a relatively small backyard for most of her life, along with hot temperatures. In the last year, we moved to a place in Virginia that has a couple of acres of land, trees, and a 60ftx40 foot fishpond. Watching her (and her 120lb furry sibling) running like maniacs chasing squirrels, getting muddy near the pond, and experiencing snow for the first time has been an absolute joy. After a rough day at work, sitting in my little gazebo and watching those fuzzy lunatics living their best life keeps me grounded and smiling. Dogs are the best.Watching the pups charge out the front door every morning and bounce around the yard like it’s their first time. It’s a great way to be.
I’ve got video of my daughter’s dog at about 11 years old running down the stairs from the deck and frolicking in the snow. Unfortunately I can’t figure out how to post it.We rescued a pup (literally, out of a busy road at 5 weeks old) a few years ago and had a relatively small backyard for most of her life, along with hot temperatures. In the last year, we moved to a place in Virginia that has a couple of acres of land, trees, and a 60ftx40 foot fishpond. Watching her (and her 120lb furry sibling) running like maniacs chasing squirrels, getting muddy near the pond, and experiencing snow for the first time has been an absolute joy. After a rough day at work, sitting in my little gazebo and watching those fuzzy lunatics living their best life keeps me grounded and smiling. Dogs are the best.
I’ve got video of my daughter’s dog at about 11 years old running down the stairs from the deck and frolicking in the snow. Unfortunately I can’t figure out how to post it.
congrats! but also... no red shirt for you
At least he won’t die when he’s beamed down to the planet.congrats! but also... no red shirt for you
Dogs just don’t live long enough.
What on earth is Nanner puddin'?
Seriously. I had momentary nausea at that comment.I gave it a like, but the visual on that......**shudder**
I wouldn’t give two craps for a man who doesn’t know for an absolute fact that his dog is the best dog ever.Yeah I love our dog Cruiser. He’ll be 14 on the 20th of this month.
He is the best like all our dogs. Dogs just don’t live long enough.
Years ago I bought a very fine 5 gaited American Saddlebred horse (papered and line bred from a world champion “wing commander”) from a local “horse trader”. Literally stopped at his yard while he was loading up a trailer full of horses to haul to slaughter back when that was still a thing and it was already on the truck. He had bought it and neglected it with shoes on in his mud (manure) holding lot when he couldn’t find a quick flip sale, it foundered so he was culling it. After many months I had it nursed back to health and it was hands down the best horse I’ve ever owned. It would passage as well as the best in the world, I taught it jumping, and I regularly would take it on twenty miles a day rides, I had very little respect for the guy I bought it from before then, and zero respect for him after.I wouldn’t give two craps for a man who doesn’t know for an absolute fact that his dog is the best dog ever.
Right now I'm loving retirement (8 days in as of today). I could go back as a contractor at twice the pay rate, but I haven't yet decided if want to.today I'm oddly loving work. Specifically contract work.
Right now I'm loving retirement (8 days in as of today). I could go back as a contractor at twice the pay rate, but I haven't yet decided if want to.
Right now I'm loving retirement (8 days in as of today). I could go back as a contractor at twice the pay rate, but I haven't yet decided if want to.
I could go back as a contractor at twice the pay rate, but I haven't yet decided if want to.
I did like my work... engineering, and most of my spare time is consumed with engineering anyway, building or fixing things. But the corporate BS has increased a lot lately, as more and more of the old guys retired. I was the last of the older automation engineers to retire. A year ago I assumed I'd come back and a part time contractor, 6 months ago I was saying "probably", now I'm saying, "maybe, ask me in the fall."Did you love your work?
At the end of my career I just wasn't having any fun anymore. I had enough money saved to retire - not rich - but enough. Frankly no amount of money would have gotten me back there. However, I don't have a wife or children to worry about... so YMMV. Good luck
I was contracting early in my career, the problem I was competing with every recent graduate with a pirate copy of AutoCAD on his home computer, so I could never charge enough. Today I have the experience and reputation to charge what I want... IF I want.That trick works at the beginning of a career too, not just the end![]()