The Volvo 240 had that in 1985. E34s and E32s have it too. The difference is that the E34s would ask you some stupid question because it's too fucking stupid to figure out that you left the lights on, so it will say, "Light on?" YES. The fucking light is on you goddamn piece of shit. You should know this. You are the piece of crap with the lights.
I remember having a rental k-car in the mid 80s on a family vacation. It had the "speaking" alert system. To this day, I can remember the computerized voice saying, "Your door is ajar." and my dad yelling back, "No it isn't, it's a damn door, now shutup!!"
The novelty of the spoken alerts didn't last long, obviously.
wkohler wrote:The Volvo 240 had that in 1985. E34s and E32s have it too. The difference is that the E34s would ask you some stupid question because it's too fucking stupid to figure out that you left the lights on, so it will say, "Light on?" YES. The fucking light is on you goddamn piece of shit. You should know this. You are the piece of crap with the lights.
That's made me laugh. It's nice having the alert when I leave the lights on, but I wish it would bong more than once; I've missed it a couple of times because of that. Thankfully it's just the parking lights that stay on, or I would've been in trouble.
The X5 has a lights-on alert that sounds like the most annoying sound in the world, and goes on and on and on and on and on until you shut the stupid things off.
Ever notice the screen of your gadget "pulse" along with your heart's rhythm, if you leave your finger resting still on the screen? It can happen. And it just might be sucking out your life force. Be careful out there, this weekend.
Minotaur wrote:Ever notice the screen of your gadget "pulse" along with your heart's rhythm, if you leave your finger resting still on the screen? It can happen. And it just might be sucking out your life force. Be careful out there, this weekend.
I loaded an app on my iPhone that uses the built-in camera to check my pulse. No idea how the camera can do that, but it does it, and pretty accurately too.
I don't feel any life force flowing out through my finger though. No midi-chlorians either.
Ever had the headphone jack pull out of your music device in a small, very crowded and cramped space just as the Gangsta rap gets flowing and it fills the space for like 10 seconds?
Me either.
Today I looked at a supposed 2002 tii, get there &
it's got a ti badge on the back. I say "yea, people change the badges sometimes". Open the hood & see the snorkel, "umm, yeah, it's not a tii, but it still has the original nose" says me.
VIN says it's a 74 automatic USA car. Hmmmm, I must be getting old, I think I looked at this one a year ago & forgot about it.
My mustache went missing yesterday. I've searched the house from top to bottom and it's nowhere to be found; I think it's escaped. I thought I'd miss it, but it's actually kinda nice to be able to blow my nose and not have to worry about an embarrassing something getting stuck in it.
oldskool wrote:In the future, no matter what I think I can, or cannot do, a cabbage and jalepeno eating contest is never a good idea.
Lawd, have mercy.
I might buy an offbrand DSO type scope, Rigol. I have no justification for it, other than I'd keep it at home & maybe get one with battery option to use on the car once or twice a year for grins & future megasquirt type stuff. They are getting so cheap, it's tough to resist. Can't justify a Tektronix or LeCroy.
Any instances of trying to start off in second or reverse? What did you think of the experience in general?
I've driven plenty of 3 speeds that just had an H pattern and never had a problem. You get used to it pretty quick. Mostly 3 on the tree but a few on the floor.
Earlier in the bath, through all the scrubbing bubbles and Barbie dolls, I saw a series of faded blackish little dots mid-thigh from the pencil stabbing contest I had sitting next to Mike Neiswonger in 4th grade. It ended in a tie and then we both got paddled. He was a good guy.
oldskool wrote:Earlier in the bath, through all the scrubbing bubbles and Barbie dolls, I saw a series of faded blackish little dots mid-thigh from the pencil stabbing contest I had sitting next to Mike Neiswonger in 4th grade. It ended in a tie and then we both got paddled. He was a good guy.
Ha! Yeah, still have a few of those gray dots myself.
That is one comment that really needs some context.