Thursday, January 31, 2013

A maintenance poem

My life is defined by cold dirty oil
My clothes are all gross, and terribly soiled
I smell like shop solvent, most of the time
But other than that, I'm doing just fine

The motor appears to be in good shape
The big problem was a bad damper plate
It was all worn and had lost half the springs
They rattled around and made a few dings

The trouble you see is in making a start
And in knowing just what to do with the parts
Soon though the sad truth will surely sink in
I must put the thing back together again


I got this from the following blogger: 


I also got a book on how to write HTML. I am hoping to jazz up the blog visually but I am no techno nut so it is slow going.

Weather has been nuts in southern Ontario; Thunderstorms with the temperature 15 Celsius, then the next day it was minus 10 degrees with whiteouts. A 25 degree differential in less than 24 hours.

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