State Level Constitutional Republic? Maybe Not So Much

 Tough Shit, Rural Areas

The elitist environazi mindset  in on full display in this article.

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The paternalistic language and attitude permeating the article hides the real message; we are going to do it and you need to get over it. It doesn’t matter if rural areas want to control their environment; just shut up, peasants.

Colofornia

Living in Colorado is expensive and becoming even more expensive. The  (P)regressives have bypassed the TABOR act with “fees” since the state Constitution requires voter approval. The courts offer no recourse as the three Supreme Court Justices are hard core leftists.

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The fees are nickel and dime but add up fast. There are nearly twenty fees collected when I register my car.

The (P)regressives are far from done. They are working on a ballot imitative to move to a progressive income tax and circumvent TABOR, a long standing (P)regressive wet dream.

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 Well Shucky Darn

The mechanic who has taken care of my vehicles has died. He was also a friend. He was bothered by severe headaches in recent years.

 Why in the world, WSF, did you pay $80-90 for an oil change?

 My Dad drummed into all our heads, “Grease is cheaper than machinery”. I’m a believer in the best lubricants and filters. John was far more than a “technician”, he was a mechanic. He went over my car from bumper to bumper looking for problems every time it was in his shop.

 Not being able to do my own maintenance and repairs on my car is an aggravations; part of aging.  Knowing bullshit when you hear it is one of the benefits of knowing how to maintain and repair a vehicle, old age be damned.

 I will switch over to Sisty’s proven shop but, I will miss John.

Saving Heritage

Good friends own a ranch twenty minutes from downtown Steamboat Springs. It has been in the same family for 112 years. Rather than sell out for big money, they found a way to protect their heritage. Recently, they posted the methods they used.

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 My friend’s son and daughter-in-law have taken over the day to day running of the ranch. My friends are my age. The husband was a year behind me in high school.

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The Fling before the Ring

A topic on LL’s Virtual Mirage brought back a fond memory. A family owned used car operation had several members employed by a son who owned the business. The patriarch had twelve children. All the men were handsome and the ugliest daughter was drop dead gorgeous. They were smart, productive, and beautiful. All business on the job; their personal lives were kept separate. No flirting. 

One daughter was getting married and a bachelorette pub crawl was in full speed. They were being transported around in a large limo.

 Three of us were working that evening and the limo pulled up. Several intoxicated voices called out,

 “Show us your cocks, show us your cocks!”

 One salesman looked at the limo and said,

 “Hey, my wife is in that car”.

 He then looked at the other salesman and me in further shock. We had dropped our pants and were cheered by the limo occupants. He was not amused.

 If You Are Going to Fuck Up, Go Large

Another bad trucker post.

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Somewhat related is Aurora, CO making roads safer by simply enforcing existing laws.

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Some estimates are 1/3 of cars on the road in Colorado are uninsured. OK, WSF, go racist and suggested a study of the citizen status and ethnicity of the drivers might be illuminating.

Stupid knows no limit.

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Lust

An airplane I’ve always liked. Circa 1968 got a two hour ride in one with a Jacobs engine.

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I’m now deleted off topic, way off topic, comments. Many times I will see the same comments on other blogs.

Car Sales Story (Repeat)

Being weird enough to stand out in a bunch of car salespeople, means being beyond weird. Mel met that standard. Always wearing a porky pie hat, his home was in the hills above Fall City, WA. He bragged that he never washed his vehicle from the day he acquired it until the day he sold it.

 We were working an offsite sale. Mel had parked his Diesel 4x4 VW Rabbit Pickup near the car prep area. Few groups are more capable of mischief than bored car salesmen.

 A collection was taken up and the, at the time idle, wash crew/detailers with cash in hand went to work on Mel’s VW. They slim jimed the lock and went to work on the inside, cleaning windows, the dash, bagging trash and giving the interior a complete vacuuming. Outside, a wash and dry was followed up with tire shine. The VW was ‘front line ready”.

 When Mel returned it took him several minutes to recognize his VW.

“Where is my truck”, an irritated Mel asked? He was standing beside it at the moment.

A clue was salesmen laughing. Mel was not amused.

 As always, YMMV