#buy car vacuum cleaner

[rdoverseas01]

In the fast-paced world we live in, convenience is key, especially when it comes to maintaining your car. Imagine having a tool that not only keeps your car interiors spotless but also ensures your tires are ready for the road ahead. Introducing the revolutionary 2-in-1 Vacuum Cleaner for Car – a game-changer for car enthusiasts who value efficiency and functionality.

Tyre Inflator and Vacuum Cleaner Combo: A Dynamic Duo

Gone are the days of lugging around separate devices for cleaning and inflating your car tires. With the 2-in-1 vacuum cleaner and tyre inflator, you can streamline your car maintenance routine effortlessly. This versatile tool is designed to efficiently remove dirt, crumbs, and debris from your car's interior while also providing a quick and easy solution for maintaining optimal tire pressure.

Powerful Suction for Immaculate Interiors

Equipped with a high-performance vacuum, this 2-in-1 device boasts powerful suction capabilities to tackle even the most stubborn messes in your car. From pet hair to spilled snacks, the vacuum ensures that your car's interior remains pristine, creating a comfortable and hygienic environment for your travels.

[carfashiongurgaon]

Buying a Vacuum Cleaner for Car in 2023?

Are you thinking of buying a vacuum cleaner for your car? If so, this blog will help you to make the right choice.

Ideal Size

Select an ideal size that suits your needs. Make sure the selected vacuum cleaner should be portable so that it is used in the car rather than lying on the shelf at home.

Motor

The suction capacity of the vacuum cleaner should be powerful enough to suck all the dust from the car. There is a direct relation between the motor and the suction capacity of the vacuum cleaner. The higher the motor, the better will the suction capacity. 

Power Type

There are many types of models available in the market. Some come with 12 V sockets and a few are cordless. Therefore, while shortlisting a vacuum cleaner, give weightage to the power type and requirement too. There are some models, that are a bit costly but come in both setups. They have a power socket as well as are battery operated too.

Accessories

Cars have little closed environment, and dust gets stored in nooks and vertices. So while buying a new vacuum cleaner, check the availability and usefulness of its accessories. Your selected vacuum cleaners should have proper accessories to suck the dirt from tiny corners.

Weight

The vacuum cleaners should not be bulky. You will hold vacuum cleaners for a longer period. So it should not put an excess burden on your hand. It should be heavy enough to support the motor and light enough to work with ease.

Capacity

The dust-holding capacity of vacuum cleaner bags should be enough to hold dirt for one complete use. There are some vacuum cleaners in the market that come with limited bag capacity. As a result, the bag fills fast, and users have to empty it several times.

Add-ons

Many vacuum cleaners come with add-ons, although these add-ons do not influence your buying decision, but it is not bad to get something extra with your purchase. Always check the add-ons and their utility while buying a vacuum cleaner for your car.

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[phoenixkaptain]

I really want to explore Tim “rich kid” Drake spending time with his friends and them just slowly realizing that Robin is even weirder than they thought.

Like, Arrowette complains about some press event or something that her mom wants her to go to and Robin just starts listing off advice and unspoken rules and tells her to absolutely avoid the shrimp cocktails unless she wants an early out, in which case the correct amount to eat is one and a half shrimp with only a bit of cocktail sauce, which will be enough to change her complexion and convince people she doesn’t feel well and allow her to escape to the restroom, then she just needs to slip out one of the windows-

Or Wonder Girl commenting on, like, a science fair project or something and he just goes “Science fairs are the worst. Everyone wants to buy your services to make them something, not understanding that you’re richer than they are and that an insult to you could lead to you buying their parents’ companies if they don’t shut up. They’re lucky I have an even temper…” WG: “…wat.”

Superboy is like “man, Superman’s trying to convince me to clean my room. What should I do?” and Tim just stares blankly at him because nobody has ever told him to clean his room before and he’s never cleaned his room before and he had no idea Clark was so cruel and-

Impulse: “Hey, Rob, pass me a can opener.”

Robin, staring into the drawer, fifteen can openers right in front of his eyes: “We don’t have one.”

I just want Tim to inexplicably not know some things because he’s never had to know them. I want him to explicably know things because he had to know them. I want the things he does know and the things he doesn’t to be totally backwards to everyone, who are all wondering why Robin knows how to hotwire a car but does not know how to work a vacuum cleaner.

[allywthsr]

DECORATING | (l.norris)

summary: you and Lando decorate your house for Christmas

wordcount: 1.6k words

pairing: landonorris x fem!reader

warnings: none!

notes: tell me your thoughts!!!🥹

advent calendar

”Lando, have you seen the third box of decorations?“

”Yes! It’s in the basement, next to the fourth and fifth box.“

You chuckled. Christmas was your favorite holiday and over the years, you collected a fair amount of ornaments.

”Can you get it?“

You were standing in the living room, surrounded by decoration and two boxes when Lando threw himself on the couch, where fir garland was placed. With an eye roll, he rolled on his belly and sighed, ” Can this woman stop obsessing with Christmas?“

”I heard that!“

He sat up and looked at you.

”Do you need to go all out this year?“

”Yes, Lando! It’s the first time in the new house and I can’t wait to see this place being in the Christmas spirit.“

You both recently moved into a house that you built in England, near his parents. It was a modern but cozy home, with high ceilings and beautiful light wood-colored details. It was your absolute dream house, and you were so thankful for Lando that you were able to live this dream.

But it was December and you needed the Christmas spirit with you. You had bought a lot of stuff for the new house when you went shopping alone, no one was able to stop you and before you knew it, the whole car was filled with Christmas decorations and your bank account was screaming for help, but it was worth it.

”I‘ll only get it when you bake me cookies today.“

With an arched eyebrow, you looked at him.

”What does Jon say about you wanting cookies?“

”Y/N! It’s Christmas, I don’t care what he says, I’ll run an extra mile tomorrow.“

”Fine, you‘ll get your cookies if you bring me the stuff and help me set up the trees?“

”Deal!“

He went and gave you a kiss, and slapped your ass, before he made his way down to the basement, to get the stuff. But yes, multiple trees. You bought three fake trees for the living room to put next to the TV, and you wanted to go all out, now that you had the space. Shortly before Christmas, you wanted to get a real tree and place it in the entrance, to create the atmosphere and get the smell of fresh fir.

While you waited for Lando to return you got a little reindeer out of the box in front of you and looked around the room for a place for it to go. The problem with your shopping is, that you buy and buy, without thinking about a placement for the things, so you struggle every year. The reindeer found a place next to the couch for now and next, you pulled out the Christmas wreath, which you placed over the fireplace.

Lando came back with two boxes stacked on top of each other and with a grunt he placed them on the ground.

”What did you buy? These things are heavy.“

”I bought way too much, I need your opinion on where to put things.“

”Let me get the rest and I‘ll help.“

”You’re amazing.“

”Tell me something I don’t know.“

And with that, he turned around to march down again.

Your normal blanket was swapped for a Christmas blanket on the couch, and in one of the new boxes you found all of your pillows so you replaced them, while you were at it. Now it looked so much cozier.

A few loose baubles were placed randomly on the coffee table, with some Santa and snowman figures. White and black cones, that looked like Christmas trees, were placed in front of the window since they were huge, and a garland made out of snowflakes was placed above them. The big Santa was placed on the shelf behind the couch, and a few other little decorations were placed next to him.

Lando came back with the last box and one of the Christmas trees, he put all the pieces on the ground and turned around to get the other ones.

He was a darling for helping you out that much.

You began with making more space for the trees and quickly vacuumed the space, so it would be clean. You brought the vacuum cleaner with you already, you knew how messy things would get with the fake snow and fake fir lying around everywhere.

The bottom piece was placed close to the fireplace, and you fluffed it out, making it look like a real tree with every layer you added. Eventually, you couldn’t reach the top layer and Lando came back to help you.

”You’re crazy for putting three trees up.“

”Maybe, but come on, we have the space, why not use it?“ He sighed, ”Oh, can you help me? I can’t reach the top.“

He took the piece and placed it on top of the rest, fluffing it out.

”It looks good.“

”Thank you, Lan.“

With a kiss to the side of your head, you continued to put up the other two trees, the fake snow on them, making them look like they were freshly chopped from the forest. Only that there was no snow in England.

”By the way, what are we doing for the outside? I want it to be full of lights and figures in our front yard.“

”We can go to the city later and look for some things if you want. We have nothing for the outside yet.“

You went and hugged Lando tight.

”That would be amazing Lan.“

You kissed his soft lips gently.

”Thank you for supporting my crazy Christmas addiction.“

”I‘ll support you no matter what, you know that baby.“

You snuggled your head in his chest and breathed in his scent. You loved his smell, it smelled like home.

”But let’s continue, angel.“

You nodded and kissed his chest one last time and let go, turning around to look at the mess of boxes and decorations.

”I want to put up the water church.“

The water church. It’s a church where some kind of liquid was inside and when you turned it on, glitter was flying through it, technically like a snow globe, but without the shaking. Ever since you bought it, Lando had been amazed by it and said it was his favorite piece, he loved putting it up and looking at it.

So you gave him the church and he put it next to his podium helmets that found a place on a shelf in the living room.

The dancing Santa was placed on a shelf in the hallway, next to the xxl reindeer and the snowflake that had fairy lights in it. These snowflakes were scattered around the whole house, in your bedroom, the bathrooms, the kitchen, the hallway…

You both placed the last few items wherever you and Lando found some space, you put the fir garland around the railing of the stairs and placed baubles all around. The stockings with your names and the names from both of your families were hung over the fireplace. Christmas Eve was spent at yours, so you didn’t want to leave anyone out. The only thing that was now missing was a mistletoe, somewhere random you always put up a mistletoe and it wouldn’t change in your new home.

”Where do you wanna put the mistletoe?“

”Maybe by the entrance?“

Lando nodded and got a ladder from the basement so he could put it on. Because you were lazy and didn’t want to drill a hole in the ceiling you took some tape to fix it on there. It‘s cheesy to put up a mistletoe, but it was a cute little tradition to put it up and it gave you a moment to kiss Lando whenever you wanted. Sometimes you would stand under it and call for Lando, so you both stood under it and had to kiss. Just as now, when Lando stepped down from the ladder he said: ”It‘s time for a smooch“, and pursed his lips, of course you couldn’t deny the offer and pressed a kiss to his lips.

Lastly Lando and you went shopping for some outside decoration. Lots and lots of fairy lights, a glowing Santa, a reindeer, a snowman, and a sleigh wandered into the cart, just like some candy canes and nutcrackers. Lastly, you bought some fir, for the columns in front of your house, as well as some lanterns and red bows.

When you arrived and everything was put up by Lando and you, after you both had two mental breakdowns and Lando had a rage attack at the fairy lights, it looked just like how you wanted it and you couldn’t be happier. The columns were covered with fir garlands, the red bows were placed on the wall, and the glowing figures stood in the garden, creating a sweet scenery. The candy canes were placed next to the path that led to your entrance door, where two nutcrackers were standing, and the lanterns were placed on the steps of the staircase in front of your entrance.

”Thank you Lando!“, you jumped into his arms, ”I don’t think that I would have the dream house with my dream decoration if it wasn’t for you.“

”Only what you deserve, baby.“

He hugged you tight and kissed your nose softly.

”But if you want, you can thank me in different ways than just a hug.“

[justarandomgirly]

When I hear stuff like "She is just a cleaner. " as excuse people are earning minimum wage, I boil with rage.

Just cos you dont value that position, doesnt mean those people dont deserve a decent pay. All you who work at offices and stuff. Do you empty your own trash cans? Probably not. Now imagine there are no cleaners. Trash piles on. Your toilet at work is dirtier and dirtier and there is noone to clean it. You'd be probably angry, right?

"Oh he is just a lame assembly line guy." Fine. We dont need those people then. From now on imagine every product that you ever buy, including vacuum cleaner or a blender, is just gonna come as dozens of parts in a box and you have to put it together by yourself. You can do it right? Cos the job's lame and apperently everyone can do it.

"He is just a plumber". Fine. Imagine toilets dont flush. And you dont have running water so you cant even fill a pot with water to flush it this way. Who do you call? (Assuming you cant or have noone around who can repair it themselves) Plumbers. Without them we would be swimming in our own shit.

Imagine there is noone to come to empty the garbage and it keeps piling on the streets. There are no people at cashiers because we dont need them righr because that position is lame so lets just replace them with souless self checkouts, where you basically not only pay for the stuff you buy but also do a job of a cashier - for free!!

All of this, because society has brainwashed people into thinking that if you dont have a college degree or work at "menial" position, you dont deserve to live a decent life.

I just love how everytime I start this discussion, people oppose to me with "you dont deserve millions if you clean toilets". WHO THE HELL IS TALKING ABOUT MILLIONS??? I have never said millions. I said decent wage.

All people who work and it doesnt matter where, should be able to earn enough to buy food, pay for rent and all the other bills, keep some money as savings and be able to have a car and go at least once a year for a vacation. I dont think its that much to ask.

That whole thing makes me sick. How many are actually ok with people not being able to afford medicine or decent living conditions just cos they dont work at positions you find "important" or "cool".

Remember people. Computers wont feed us.

[trivialbob]

My city has a biennial "Curbside Cleanup" event in April. People can set out large items for a special trash collection. We put things out starting on a Thursday. They are collected by trash haulers on Saturday.

In the days leading up to the collection people ("scavengers" we call them) drive slowly through the neighborhoods looking for scap metal or items that are perfectly usable. It's kind of fun to watch the procession of beat up pickup trucks, U-haul trailers, and small cars with stuff tied to the roof.

Sheila and I sometimes host a watch party in the driveway. This year her brother grilled his Billy Burgers (amazing smash burgers) for all of us while we drank beer and waived at the drivers.

This year I got rid of an office chair, a couch, an ottoman, a usable vacuum cleaner (I left a sign on it stating that it worked), and a broken carpet shampooer. All but the couch were taken by people before the city came by on Saturday.

One year I put out a different couch and ended up helping a guy load it into his van. He didn't look poor. I asked what he was going to do with the couch. Perhaps it would go in the basement for the kids to use while gaming and eating chips?

"I own some rental properties. I like finding usable furniture to put in them." I got rid of something I'd replaced with a new couch, he got a couch for free. Nice how that works out because the couch didn't (yet) make it to the landfill.

Something inevitably seen on every block are office chairs set of for collection. Two years ago I put one out at the curb. Two years before that was another one. This year my current chair's "leather" was cracked. The latch or gear that can be set to not allow rocking or reclining sometimes worked. More than once I'd lean back and exclaim "oh shit" as I fell backwards. My neck and shoulders were starting to hurt when I worked.

That's no way to live.

This afternoon I went to a business that sells professional office furniture. The showroom is open to the public. A guy asked me some questions about how I sit, where I keep my keyboard, and so on.

He showed me two not inexpensive chairs. I loved the first one I sat in. I did try the other one. Then he said I could look around the used furniture showroom. I saw some decent, heavy-duty chairs there, but that first one I sat in, the new one, was perfect for me so that's what I bought. It will pay for itself because I won't be buying Target/Costco/Staples office chairs every other year.

My desk right now is from Ikea. It's held up okay, maybe 6/10 in how much I like it. New desks at today's store were very sturdy and high quality.

And expensive.

But I saw some used desks that had a few dings or scratches that cost lest than my Ikea desk. They looked like they'd last a lifetime. I wish I'd shopped here earlier.

[stabbyfoxandrew]

yeee some mafia front please? long time no see aerie, hope you’ve been well 💖 - 🧇

WIP Wednesday (6/12) | Mafia Front Restaurant AU (Part 171)

On the way to the restaurant the next morning, they stop so Jean can buy a few things for breakfast. And Neil once again has to babysit Kevin in the car. They could’ve gone in this time, if not for the love bites on Kevin’s face. They were faded and healing nicely, but Jean must’ve touched them up last night. Because when Neil came out this morning, Kevin looked like he’d been attacked by a vacuum cleaner.

Kevin sighs, apparently not happy to be left in the car a second day in a row. Neil shares the sentiment, but maintains it’s his own damn fault. 

“Stop that,” Neil says, kicking Kevin’s shoulder. “We could go in if you guys didn’t have a biting fetish.”

Kevin pinches Neil’s leg through his pants hard enough to make him hiss, then replies with a scathing, “I only get to see Jean for eight weeks a year, if he wanted to chew a hole in my neck I’d let him.”

“I doubt you’d pass a physical that way,” Neil says, rubbing the sting out. “Why don’t you get some sort of makeup and cover them?”

[xeter-group]

What is it about people and transport where you talk about walkable cities and people come out with their

- How will I move my sofa

- How will I travel to Bumfuck, ZX which has a population of 2?

- What if I need to buy a vacuum cleaner?

- How will I transport my 250 kg of green waste?

For this, every single person must need to commute everywhere, own, and solely use a car!

The answers are always the same...paying people to move your sofas and green waste is almost always (societally!) cheaper than owning a car unless your job is moving sofas or moving green waste. Moving medium items like PCs on public transport is perfectly feasible if we plan for it. Owning a car is EXPENSIVE, individually and societally.

Transportation to nature sites is actually quite feasible for busses! Transportation to towns is also quite feasible! Goods delivery isn't that expensive compared to car ownership! And if your use case doesn't fall into this, then fine, you can own a car, just be prepared to pay for its full societal cost.

When I ask these people when the last time they actually went to Bumfuck, or had to move a sofa, its usually a few years ago, somehow. Most people like to think about doing these things than actually doing them.

Also, I just strapped my vacuum cleaner to the back of my bike and rode it 20km home and that was fine. It was a regular hybrid, not even a cargo. It wasn't at all hard to handle the bike - I barely noticed it.

And then GROCERIES. My god do americans just shop ungodly amounts? With a single freezer bag I can always shop for myself without a car. If I got a small trolley it would easily accommodate a families food, especially since I already eat a LOT of food. In fact, my friends and I did this once when we were on holidays. Shopping for groceries is fine, and when you don't shop once every alignment of the stars you dont have issues with food going off.

I don't think people realise how ungodly costly cars are.

Only transport nerds and disabled people ask how people who are unable to drive should get around.

Only transport nerds point out the impracticality and safety issues of an entire society working an 8 hour workday and driving home tired (which can be as bad as substance driving!).

Only transport nerds note how expensive traffic is on a societal scale. Just think about how much human potential is sucked away into the void by the working class being stuck in 1 hour traffic each morning and evening! Traffic is EXPENSIVE. This is honesly one of the strongest points for public transport.

Only transport nerds and the disenfranchised point out the great INEQUITY in gatekeeping societal (not social) mobility via car ownership. What about those who cannot afford a car? Or those whose car broke? Or those who are forbidden from driving?

You might as well argue everyone should own and have licenses to operate heavy machinery so they can move giant piles of dirt once every 5 years and move their belongings between rentals.

[elinaline]

It's so tiring having to alternate between pro palestine and comments on the general increase of antisemitism if you don't want some angry outrage addicted asshole to get at you. It's so tiring how you guys only see the coffee store and fast food on a boycott list and not the major supermarket brand and the engineering that you find in literally everything from vacuum cleaners to train doors brand, that do make boycotting extremely difficult for many people. Not in a life will be a little bit more uncomfortable way, but in a without a car that means you have to walk six kilometers for your groceries and can't buy the needed tools for work so you are putting your livelihood at risk by doing nothing way. It's fucking tiring how we went from "being outsiders we have the privilege to be able to fact check stuff and find as much nuance as is needed, and we should because being huge antisemitic pieces of shit will not improve anything" to "these guys come from Tel Aviv so let's just say they're ex IDF members since there's a compulsory service, and yes it's very normal of us to say that Israelis are exactly like Nazis, it's totally fine to say that". Conspiracy theory is blooming like never before and so many of you are so fucking ugly it's unreal, just happily diving into it without a single second thought.

A Jewish woman was attacked with a knife yesterday, but when I get angry at antisemitism some cunts on here say I am pro Zionists. You fucking disgust me.

[poupeesdecirque]

WiP - The Exorcising Sword - Pt 1

Here we go again with another ... update on cosplay. This time it's a project I am quite intimidated by as I only made one bigger cosplay weapon so far and it was like ... almost 15 years ago?? And only with papermache. So new land here.

I made the pattern for the sword upfront while writing back and forth with @adragonstale as he made the swords for the dolls and had them occuping his brain space for quite a while. Also I wanted to bring the material with me on my trip visiting him so that we were able to work on it together for as far as we get it done.

So i traveled with this beautiful roll of foam in my car (ofc not there but I left it in the car after picking it up from the post office).

After being out with a stomach bug, getting the core materials and procrastinating on starting for forever I finally decided to get started as half of my trip was already over. As you can see we were supervised by the local animal council.

But thanks to Alu who helped me greatly with his skills and knowledge we created the base within an afternoon and even went and continued with the outer parts.

Approved work by Mochi here. It's challenging to work with interested animals around, my own dog doesn't really care about me crafting :'D

So this is what we got done in a day, hopefully to continue on the next.

The next day started with a big photoshooting session and we later on decided to tackle the sword again. It was only my second time using a Dremel but the first sanding foam with it.

Tbh I am so glad to have @adragonstale to help me as I would have been truly lost on this. He suggested using a vacuum cleaner to have all the dust removed by the second it was produced and also was super patient in introducing me on how to work with the Dremel and foam.

He also helped me with the smaller edges and held the whole thing in place it's truly an adventure for me.

We made quite good progress but on the second side of the blade the Dremel died on us and we had to stop at that point as it was late already. Alu decided to buy a new Dremel the next day to hopefully finish the sanding job at this point.

[rdoverseas01]

Efficiency Unleashed: The Ultimate 2-in-1 Vacuum Cleaner for Car Enthusiasts

In the fast-paced world we live in, convenience is key, especially when it comes to maintaining your car. Imagine having a tool that not only keeps your car interiors spotless but also ensures your tires are ready for the road ahead. Introducing the revolutionary 2-in-1 Vacuum Cleaner for Car – a game-changer for car enthusiasts who value efficiency and functionality.

Tyre Inflator and Vacuum Cleaner Combo: A Dynamic Duo

Gone are the days of lugging around separate devices for cleaning and inflating your car tires. With the 2-in-1 vacuum cleaner and tyre inflator, you can streamline your car maintenance routine effortlessly. This versatile tool is designed to efficiently remove dirt, crumbs, and debris from your car's interior while also providing a quick and easy solution for maintaining optimal tire pressure.

Powerful Suction for Immaculate Interiors

Equipped with a high-performance vacuum, this 2-in-1 device boasts powerful suction capabilities to tackle even the most stubborn messes in your car. From pet hair to spilled snacks, the vacuum ensures that your car's interior remains pristine, creating a comfortable and hygienic environment for your travels.

On-the-Go Tyre Care

The built-in tyre inflator is a game-changer for anyone who prioritizes safety and efficiency on the road. Whether you're heading for a road trip or simply navigating your daily commute, having a reliable tyre inflator at your fingertips ensures that you can address low tire pressure issues promptly, enhancing your car's performance and fuel efficiency.

Why Choose the 2-in-1 Car Vacuum Cleaner?

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[wytfut]

Aluminum siding....

I think as a kid who grew up in the 60's, we remember the hard core salesmen that bang on your door... vacuum cleaners, spices, aluminum siding, brushes. .... all humorous in a way today. There has even been movies made about this type of life.

My Pop... way back in the 60's bit the bullet and bought aluminum siding. The guy sold him the goods, and he bit hook line and sinker. The company had their contractor put it up..... Pop wanted his crushed rock roof strauss built home, to be pink for eternity. And so it was....

It was shortly after... maybe a year or 2 later, we had a historic Nebraski hail storm. And just beat the shit out of the siding. I'd say that this aluminum siding was much softer than todays products...

Anything exposed under the eaves of the house on the west and south side took the beating.

Pop about cried and tried to make a claim on his damaged siding, and of course his insurance company didn't recognize aluminum siding as a standard house siding. .... nada... nothing.

The siding remained on for I'd say at least a couple of decades, all dinged up. Finally in the late 90's Mom and Pop were financially comfortable, Pop had the dinged siding removed and covererd with red brick as a wainscoting about 6' up on all sides of the house. I wont critique the color combination, but Mom and Pop were happy. The aluminum siding higher up remained, and looked good until the house was sold.

Now I bring this humorous story up, as that most likely wasn't Pop's only upside down event in his life. And as I grew up there, I know I have picked up this behavior up.... and have applied it many times thru the years.

Examples:

I just had to have a diesel car. After the 70's embargo, it only made sense to me. So I left my brand (Ford at that time didn't quite yet have a diesel model), and ordered a brand new buick diesel.

Probably the prettiest car I have ever owned to this day. Within 6000 miles, the motor blew up. And we were without a car for close to 3 months.

Within a couple of years, the transmission went. Basically I ordered from Detroit the grand GM double joke.

Sounds innocent enough.... but if a person were to stand back and take a good look at this story or the many others, including my Pop's.... he and I get an idea in our heads, and the blinders come on. No changing of the minds here mind you. And admittedly, it is a weakness or a curse.

Not that we both would fall for salesmen....no no.... but the fact that once we get an idea, we just can't let it go.

Pop I'm sure was told by all his chronie State Troopers...."don't do it!!" ...Just I was told by many folks not to buy a GM diesel.

Here's my latest blinders mistake.

A few years ago, I was using a product called "ride on" on my motorcycle tires. It claimed to reduce flat tires substantially, and would also balance your tires. It was a gooie substance, and for all the years I had used it, I was very happy with it.

I found another company selling a "tire sealer" years ago, a friend used on his farm truck. He had tires with multiple nails in all of his tires with no flats to report.

Thru the years, I had heard that tire repair shops hated these products. Some of the earlier products were impossible to remove. Which made fixing a simple flat tire impossible.

Come up to date now.... to about 4 weeks ago.

My hunny said we were not going to drive to colorado on the tires on her car... especially the one with a double plug (being a tightwad, I fix our own tires, right or wrong, I do). Ok. So I rounded up some very nice almost new tires on facebook market place. Got them for a song.... extremely cheap.

My thoughts.... put berryman's tire sealer in them. Josh, Luke, and myself mounted each..... life was good.

I was still under the impression, that berrymans tire sealer would also balance these tires. As that was "Ride On" claim.

We got about 250 miles into the trip, and holy shit... the tires took off. Shaking the Patti's car like no tomorrow. Many miles of trying to figure out how to avoid the shaking... I determined that if I stayed under 70, it wasn't too bad or very often. It'd still do it a bit here and there.... but no way over 70.

Made it to our destination. And as the week went on I contacted several tire shops. One said he'd try to balance them.... and he couldn't. Another in Estes, said yup he'd fix the issue, but it would cost.

Being a tourist in Estes.... I was guessing $400+. I cringed, Patti said do it....

The tire shop fixed all 4 tires (cleaned the goo out and balanced)..... $160, plus 2 days.

We were ecstatic. No way .... he could of taken huge advantage to our situation, but he didn't. God bless this man.

When I went to pick up the car.... this very same guy was in the parking lot helping a much older gentleman clean fresh asphalt off of his tires. The guy drove thru fresh asphalt (no barricades).... And his tires looked like huge donuts. I talked to the old guy. He was amazed that the guy was helping him, at no charge. Attacking the tires with pry bars....

Back to the point. Folks that know me.... know I do this. My boys, friends, etc. I get the blinders on, and it is the goal to achieve, hell or high water, it'll be done. They all just roll their eyes, and shake their heads

You'd think after years of this nonsense, I'd learn, or someone would just shake the shit out of me, to get my attention.

My next odd ball mission is to drop some ajax/comet down the carburetor of our 36 ford. lolololol I've already heard murmurings from some folks not directly. ...

[venusinsilk]

Still left to do this weekend-

-pick up laundry detergent, do a load at the laundromat (no longer living in a house with wash/dryer. 😢)

-buy a filtered shower head and hardware at home depot. buy a vacuum cleaner and broom. Clean the dusty floors and start hanging up stuff.

-buy pots and pans... I have no way to cook rn lol. Also don't have any food :/ pick up groceries???

-start unpacking allllll my shit. Organize closets. Take down dimensions of rooms and closets for future furniture purchases.

-would love to go to the beach and swim bc I need some therapy. would also love to journal or draw

-clean the bathtub, take a bath

-oil change???? Clean out my car too maybe?

-drink water and sleep

[jpitha]

The Bedrock Dispatch

And now for something completely different. This was another writing game/contest thing. I was given the theme and the "flash rule" a rule created on the spot that I needed to include in my story. Since the theme was Myths of the Near Stone age and I needed to include Dinosaurs, I was drawn to the Flintstones which I think technically makes this fanfiction? Neat. Anyway, it's completely different to what I normally write.

Theme: Myths of the Near Stone Age Flash Rule: Must have Stampeding Dinosaurs. 1311 words.

****

The housewife grabbed the vacuum cleaner and began to run it back and forth across the carpet in the living room. Its legs tied to a small wooden cart, the pygmy mammoth was forced to use its trunk to suck up the dust and dirt in the small, stylish living room.

Job complete, she put it into the closet with the other appliances. Only after the door was closed did the tiny mammoth cry.

Chores finished, she met her neighbor for drinks, cigarettes, and a shopping trip into town. The clothes washer had died; it had choked on a sock. How was she to know that it could choke on socks? The manual didn’t say anything about that. Her husband threw the dead washer out with the trash that morning and she needed to buy another. Her annoyance over the washer’s death was tempered by the excitement of another shopping trip with her friend.

****

The foreman stood at the edge of the quarry. He watched the animals place massive stones in their mouths, lift them, and then swing them over the edge of the quarry, letting the boulders drop with a heavy thud. Their teeth long ago ground away to painful nubs, the brontosauruses lifted and carried stones while people strapped in little cabins on their back used winches to help, and whips when the animals were too tired to lift.

The crane in the back - number thirty-nine - looked rough. Foam collected on the edges of its mouth and its head would shake as it tried to lift even small stones. The operator fought with the winch and when that failed, used the whip. The foreman frowned and stubbed out his cigarette on the ground in front of him. He was going to have to kill it tonight and get another. He lamented the loss in productivity. It was necessary though. The quarry owner had decreed that production would not slip this month. While he cast his eyes to the other animals in the quarry, a bird tied to a perch a foot above his head watched the sun nervously. He shook silently in fear, but the foreman didn’t notice.

Soon, it was the end of the day. The foreman, watching a sundial on his wrist, pulled hard on the tailfeathers of the bird above him. The bird’s scream of pain signaled the end of the day. A man in the quarry shouted in joy and slid down the tail of his brontosaurus and ran to his car, the animal forgotten or ignored. Someone else would take care of it. If they didn’t? There were plenty of brontosauruses around. They’d just get another.

He made his way home, walked into the house, and kissed his wife as she met him at the door. She handed him a drink and a cigarette. As he passed through the kitchen, he finished his drink and poured another from the iced pitcher on the counter. He glanced at the empty spot in the kitchen where the washer was supposed to be and frowned. He made his way to his backyard and saw his friend and neighbor. “Another beautiful day, eh friend?” He made his way to a comfortable chair under a tree, near the low fence.

“You said it, Fred. Another day in paradise.” The neighbor leaned on his fence. “Hey, I heard that your clothes washer died, did your wife manage all right today?”

Fred took a drag on his cigarette and frowned. “Darned thing choked on a sock; can you believe it? A washer that can’t wash socks. I tossed it with the trash and Wilma went into town and bought another. Probably thirty other things to go with it too.” Fred took a sip of his cocktail and finished his cigarette. He lit another automatically. “Barn, how do you do it? Betty doesn’t seem to run through your paycheck before you even earn it. I feel like I’m paid on Thursday and broke by Sunday.”

Barney hopped the low fence, not spilling his drink or dropping his cigarette and joined Fred at another chair in the yard. “I gotta tell you Fred, the secret is to set some aside before you hand it over. Give her half, you take half. Keep it in the bank, stuff it in your sock drawer, whatever it takes.” Barney sipped his cocktail, a Bourbon old fashioned. “It’s just how they are. I wouldn’t worry about it.”

While Fred and Barney talked, Fred’s lawn mower started screaming. The howling of the mower was loud even though it was in the shed. Fred and Barney got up slowly and slightly unsteadily and made their way over to his shed. As he opened it, he saw the mower, still tied to the little cart, screaming and crying. Its mouth was red and inflamed and blood poured from multiple wounds on its legs. It looked like the mower was trying to bite their legs off. Fred reached down to touch the mower’s legs and it snapped at him. Fred yanked his hand back.

“Did you see that? It tried to bite me!” Fred tipped his rocks glass back and finished his drink, a tom collins. The ice clinked.

Barney sighed and shook his head. “Just goes to show you, things aren’t like they were when we were younger. Once it’s dead, we’ll head to Gimblestones and pick up a new one. Folks have to go further and further out to find new appliances and they never last as long as they used to.” He patted his friend on the back. “Don’t worry about it. We’ll fix it in the morning.”

Fred stared at the lawn mower.

At the dying animal.

At the lawn mower.

At the dying animal.

“No.” Fred shook his head. “This isn’t right, Barn. It’s a living thing. Look at it, it’s screaming. I have to help it.” He reached for the mower again.

Barney put his hand on Fred’s arm, stopping him. “Fred. This is the way of things. This is how things are. This-“ He pointed at the mower. “-is how we have all this.” Barney gestures behind him towards suburbia, towards the rows of small houses with manicured lawns. “Your mower? Your washer? Those are the price we pay for progress.” He let go of Fred’s arm. “Come on. Let’s go have another drink. After, we can head to the lodge. By the morning it’ll be gone, and we can go shopping and get another.”

Fred looked at the mower.

At the dying animal.

At the mower.

He turned away from the mower and looked at Barney. “You’re right Barn. Let’s go get a drink and head out. This is a tomorrow problem.”

Fred closed the door to the shed and walked back inside.

****

The young man stood outside the city. He watched a herd of Brontosaurus thunder across the plain. His partner had spooked them and as expected, they stampeded. Soon they would tire, and he could swoop in. If he was able to capture four of them alive, they could be repurposed in town, and he would make enough money to support his brothers and sisters for another month. He watched them carefully. The quarry. The quarry would buy them. His stomach growled. He had skipped breakfast and lunch to save money. One meal a day was enough, he told himself.

There. Those four. Two adults and two calves lagged behind the rest. He had hoped for four adults, but this was better. He’d get half again more for the calves. They lived longer, took to the yoke better, lasted longer. He kicked his heels on the ground and the jeep took off. Steering towards the animals, he readied his tranquilizer gun and leaned out the window. Today was turning out to be a good day after all.

****

[ahedderick]

Running around

   Yesterday I had quite a few errands spread across two towns. And then an evening meeting with a prospective art client. The day did not . . entirely go well.

   For whatever reason, the high school did not receive yearbooks until after school was completely over? The seniors last day was May 19th, and the rest of the kids got out unusually early on June 2nd. They didn’t have snow days to make up this year, which helped. I went to the school to pick up K’s yearbook. There was a student at the door right in front of me, so we were buzzed in together and walked to the office together. She asked the secretary where the yearbooks were, and was told that they were across the hall beside the guidance office. I didn’t ask the secretary anything - because I had just heard her give the answer. Silly me. I followed the student and we quickly found the teacher giving out yearbooks. ‘Amy’ got hers, and I asked for my daughter’s. Ms. M couldn’t find her on the list. “What grade is she in? Oh, senior’s yearbooks are in the office.” Where I just was. Of course they are. I went back and asked the sec’y for a senior yearbook. They are alphabetized and it still took her a while to find it - but eventually she did.

   Off I went to find Mackie’s Sewing Center. It’s been a couple years since I had a machine serviced. I checked Mackie’s out online to be sure of their hours and double check the address. He shares space with a vacuum cleaner store, which by good luck I also needed. My husband bought a new vacuum last year, and I needed more of the (outrageously expensive) bags. I’ll get two things done at once! Yay!

   Nope. Mackie’s and the Vacuum store - closed. Sign still out, webpage still advertising - store locked and empty. A random passerby, seeing me standing with a sewing machine in my arms and a puzzled look on my face, informed me that they were - maybe? - a couple miles away near D’s Sporting goods. I sighed. Trudged back to the car. Mackie’s isn’t really in the plaza near D’s. However, if you walk around long enough, you might spot a little poster in the window of the FED-EX store (?!) that says Mackie’s. I went into the Fed-Ex and asked the lady behind the counter. She said I could drop off my sewing machine on a little shelf in the corner, fill out a service tag, and it would be fixed and brought back there. That does solve one problem, but I had also hoped to be able to show him some of the antique machines I want to sell, and get ideas about value and where to sell them. I sighed, filled out the service tag, gave up completely on buying vacuum bags, and slumped dis-spiritedly out of the store.

   Off to Staples to get a photo printed. My printer will only print black and white. Since they seem to have a lifespan of 6 months as far as printing full-color photos is concerned, I’m just going to keep the half-functional one that at least prints text and not print my own photos anymore. I asked the lady behind the print desk to print me an 8x10 of this

for my son to enter in an art show. She printed it and the price was quite reasonable. I left and drove home, turning up Joan Jett’s “I Love Rock and Roll" to nearly lethal volume as a form of therapy.

   The photo turned out to be a bit bigger than 8x10, and will not fit in the frame we have for it.