For those of you wondering about my new wheels, allow me to update you. I picked them up last Monday. Unfortunately, over the weekend I also picked up a flu-bug (or something). I spent the week feeling crummy (to put it very mildly), went to the doctor Thursday, got antibiotics (for the bonus sinus infection, yeehaw!) and cough syrup, then spent this weekend feeling even worse.
So, anyway… I’ve now had the wheels for a week and I’m only just now feeling up to so much as mounting tires on them, nevermind the test-ride.
Here’s a photo of the new front wheel being protected by my ever-vigilant guard-cat.
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So, I’ve got one of those PUR faucet mounted water filters. I always struggle with replacing the filter as there’s really no good way to get a grip on the rounded, perpetually wet (thanks to my dripping faucet) front part that unscrews. Today I had to replace the filter and couldn’t budge the cover. Suddenly inspiration struck.
What about the one pronged end of my Park Tool HCW-5 (1 and 3 prong hook spanner)?
Sure enough, the prong fit perfectly into the water outlet, effortlessly unscrewing (and then re-tightening) the cover as if it were designed with this purpose in mind.
So there you have it. If you have a PUR faucet-mount like mine, a hook spanner will make child’s play of changing the filter.
Cheney Apparently Breaks Key Hunting Rule
By Nedra Pickler, Associated Press Writer
Ya think? Gee, I didn’t realize… apparently there’s some sort of rule against shooting your hunting companions in the face… who knew?
In all fairness, you can’t possibly expect anyone to remember all of the complicated and esoteric rules of hunting. And besides, details like have a valid license and don’t shoot people are really more like suggestions or guidelines than actual rules, aren’t they?
Rosie O’Donnell…
…ate my puppy!
Ate it! Like a Goddamned ear of corn!
So, a while back I blogged about my dismay when I had to trap (and dispose of) a mouse while the cat sat idly by. Evidently if the mouse had looked like this*;
there wouldn’t have been a problem. That’s how the “mouse” she got for Christmas looked, briefly. And yes, I give the cat toys for Christmas… it’s not like I wrap them or anything, so give me a break!
Anyway, back to the mouse. For whatever reason, catnip filled/scented toys, particulary mice, bring out Cali’s dark side. She promptly tears into
and eviscerates them.
Oh, the horror!
Note too, that she has also removed the ears, tail, and contents tag from the poor thing.
*This is actually the first mouse’s replacement, prior to the inevitable destruction.
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