Brain? Brain? Are you there? Are you awake?
::incoherent mumbling::
Brain!
::Whazzit awreddy? Y'up?::
Damn thing. I think the carburettor's clogged. Paid good money for it, too.
Here's a poster to tide you over, readers. I've gotta go have a little talk with my brain; it seems to think it's got the day off.
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I must have the same model. In the immortal words of The Old Man, Ralphie's Dad in The Christmas Story, who was a Plymouth man, "That sumbitz would freeze up in the middle of summer on the EQUATOR."
Oops. Oldsmobile
Try good coffee and a little petting of the cats. I don't know if it'll help, but it can't hurt!
Jim
One of these days I'll retrofit my brain with electronic fuel^W coffee injection. Should be much more reliable than a carbureted coffee system provided that I keep the jets clean.
I take an AphaSmart 3000 to remote spots (or the back patio) every now and then. It's ancient technology now, almost laughable, but it works well and plugs into the main machine's USB port when it's time to upload.
(Headed out there now to write -- and with my air soft 1911 to annoy the grackles and pigeons that still come around.)
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