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Hillbilly Word of the Day
"Inhale."
Lifted this from our random pics thread (thanks, Glen). Timing was perfect.
"Why inhale did I even get out of bed this morning?"
*Sigh* Got up to a flat rear tire on the Ducati. Brand new, maybe 200 miles on it. Located the leak, plugged it (fortunately right dead center in the tread), and suited up to ride.
Fired it up, backed it down the driveway, went to pull the clutch to put it in gear. Lever went all the way to the grip without releasing. *Sigh* Shut it down, push it back up the driveway, put it up on the track stand and commence to bleed the system. Gave the banjo bolt on the slave cylinder another quarter turn, since I had recently had it off and probably didn't tighten it enough for fear of stripping it.
On the road, finally. Had a great ride down one of our river valleys to a favorite coffee shop. In leaving, when I went to zip up my jacket, the tab on the zipper broke. Never fear, this isn't my first rodeo, so there were a few paper clips in my pocket just for times like this.
Got home, parked the bike on the track stand, and started to strip down. Pulled the ear plug out of my right ear only to learn that it had apparently pushed a big old goober of earwax way up into my ear canal, effectively plugging it. Now I can't hear, on my wife's side.
*Sigh*... Time for a beer...
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Jeff
'72 911T 3.0 MFI
'93 Ducati 900 Super Sport
"God invented whiskey so the Irish wouldn't rule the world"
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