The one marked "up!"
Today, the Skunk Working was a glaze of unavailing effort, simply trying to get back to the level of functionality we had prior to the latest round of "improvements." As ever, much as I might like to detail every little bit of the joy and de-light, that would be tellin'.
Plus, this morning my cats were having some elderly-cat issues of a frustrating sort. I was late to work from dealing with said issues, not a clever plan in light of the above. And I worked over the preceding evening with a transmitter problem.
Yeah. Oh Woe Is Me: I slept warm and had an adequate breakfast and lunch. Still, I was in a rotten little mood most of the day.
Got home, looked at the scooter, realized I need to pick up groceries anyway; did my chores, then geared up* and just about froze my wrists -- I need better cold-weather gloves! -- getting up to the Organo-Mart where I picked up Purina Girl Chow, a/k/a salad-in-a-bag plus some goodies to add to it. By the time I got back home, I was smiling.
It's tiny, not very fast and a bit of a challenge to operate, an old-fashioned 150 cc Vespa clone with a slightly clunky manual transmission but it's a joy machine nevertheless. Adding a windscreen so I could ride in colder weather was the best mod I've ever made to a vehicle!
* My cold-weather jacket looks like a prop from a bad Sci-Fi movie, "The Last Star Fidgiter" or maybe "Galaxy Kogyaru." I love it! Add the fringed leather chaps, black gloves with faux lepoard-fur trim and jump boots and all I need is a space ship. Er...got one?
CHICAGO RAILROAD FAIR, 1948
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