Since when did the phrase:
"yea, I know, but you see, I was drunk; I mean really drunk, so..."Not become an acceptable way to explain behavior? Maybe if you quantify the drunk with "so-drunk-could-not-even-play-foos-anymore?" I don't know. Hell in a handbasket when that reasoning no longer holds water.
But, in more important news -- motorcycle.
Sparky, ex-roommate/college-buddy, brought his motorcycle up (1983 Honda Nighthawk). Man, it's been a long time since I have been on a two-wheeled vehicle. It was fun. It only took me a very short ride to bring the motorcycle bug to a fervor never attainted before.
However, the whole thing ended on a poor note. Sparky went to fire up the bike to ride home, and the bike had no juice to turn the engine over (mind you, the stator in the alternator was just replaced). We jumped the bike, and Sparky rode it for about 20 minutes before bringing it back. We stopped the bike and tried to start it again. No juice. So, the bike has become a more long-term resident of the J$ household as I try and troubleshoot this problem.
Mmmmm.... motorcycle.
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so is this at least a "find the problem, win a motorcycle" type of arrangement? seems reasonable to me. :-)
No, the bike is still Sparky's. I am working on it because Sparky works out of state during the week; thus, only has weekend time to work on it. So, it is sorta of trade in terms of I can ride it whilst working on it. Though, I hope to take ownership of it at some point. Sparky will be moving to IN at some point, so hopefully I can buy it from him then.
I'm sure Sparky wouldn't mind if you just kept it. Or you could just move and not tell him. I'm assuming you've done the easy stuff, like checking the battery elctrolyte level, checking for sulfation across the plates, rendering the battery worthless?
Or you could do this. If nothing there gets it for you, just post a message here, those guys know everything.
On the other point of your post, I'll have you know that I was completey exonerated for my behavior Friday night (which included being a jackass at O'Malley's, being a bigger jackass at the 24/7 McDonalds afterwords, coming this close to vomiting all over the side of my buddies F150, and then sleeping in the wrong bed once I had stumbled home) with one sentence. That sentence? "But come on, I was really drunk."
Still works like a charm for me, don't know what your problem is.
I am sure Sparky would mind a whole lot if I just kept his bike. But, whatever, I like working on them (Zen sorta deal); and I like riding them. So, now I get to do both with no big chunk of change up front. I am sure, when it comes down to it, Sparky and I can work something out. At the very least, we just share the bike now; so everything is good. But, it remains Sparky's bike. I just get some privileges with out for the time being.
Thanks for the links, Chuckie. Reading over some stuff, it is just like the GMForums Discussion Area - 60° V6 Forums i.e. good info for the at-home mechanic.
Yeah, that group has proven very knowledgeable. I haven't really needed the group, but I have caught myself reading through the archives for hours on end. Must... assimilate... all... motorcycle... knowledge...
and what prompted the original context of the post? Don't tell me someone called you on this, and did not accept it as a resonable excuse. Especially if it was the king of "but I was drunk" Chris Prall. And what in the world did you do? Inquiring minds want to know.