Post 'em up-what have you done that was so incredibly mindless that you can't imagine what in the hell were you thinking? I'll throw out a couple:
At one point, My Jeep would not start. Upon diagnosis, no fuel was getting to the carb-nor did the pump manage to pump any. Having filled up (28 gallon tank) all of fifteen miles prior, I did not check for fuel in the tank. See where I'm going? After spending months finding all the parts I needed and rebuilding the fuel pump (worked on the bench!) and still not getting any fuel, my old man again, inquired if there was gas in it (of course!). He then went and bounced a socket wrench off the side of the tank......which rang hollow. Some SOB siphoned out my gas!
So yes, I spent about 6 months trying to start a truck, with no gas in it.
I've got one that relates to gas too. Not very proud of this and thinking about it still makes me cringe but oh well.
So when I was an Audi Tecnician fresh out of the Audi Factory Training Program, there was big recall on fuel pumps in A4's. After completing said recall I had the bright idea to refill the gas tank (with a powered pump) through the access panel instead of the filler neck. Needless to say, gas went everywhere. Ended up spending like 20 hours trying to get the smell out. Had to completely take apart the interior and remove the carpet. Not a very good week for me and one of the major reasons I went back to college and am now 6 months away from degrees in accounting and finance. So I guess it could have been a blessing in disguise. Since I started working in Accounting I couldn't be happier. Hated working for a dealership. Sure do miss driving the Audi's though.
[bang] [bang] [bang] [bang] [bang] [bang] [bang] [bang] [bang] [bang] [bang] [bang] [bang] [bang] [bang] [bang] [bang] [bang]
Camping in Sebastian with my buddy and his family, his uncle asked us to drive his old boat full of supplies over to the inlet and meet the rest of the family. We had a good day of hanging out, fishing, eating, drinking etc. His uncle was leaving to go back to the campsite and asked us to drive the boat back to the dock when we were done. He mentioned that sometimes the starter in the outboard doesn't work and you have to pull start it, old 70 HP Johnson. My buddy, his dad and I had a couple more beers then went to leave, won't start. I said no problem pull the cover off and I'll rip start that pregnant dog back to life. I pulled and pulled, choked, starter fluid everything for fifteen minutes, nothing. My buddy's dad asked if I turned the ignition back on, I said of course. Pull on the motor for another fifteen minutes. Decided to check the plugs to see if they were fouled, tool kit is under the seat, where I noticed the keys were sitting, not in the ignition. Needless to say, it fired on the first pull once I turned the ignition on. [bang]
Seems like a lot of similar farts.
I seem to remember something about a chain and a ladder...
Should we wait for Ash to chime in with that story? ;D
Driving down a big wash out near Bowie, AZ in the truck looking for climbing areas with my buddy. At one point I tried to put it in 4x4 and realized I no longer had 4-wheel drive. Duck under the truck and looks like everything is connected and I can't imagine why it isn't engaging. Continue driving along, maintaining speed until I get stopped and stuck in a very sandy area. In the middle of no where. With only about a gallon of water each. In the summer. Crap.
We push, dig, use the floor mats, the spare tire - every trick I know and lots of muscle to get the truck backed up to the hard ground in the middle of the wash. Still have to cross to get back to the dirt road. Now we've been out for hours, way overheated, a bit hungry and low on water. I think we can make it across. My buddy thinks we can make it across. But I realize I may be hallucinating at this point - he agrees. We hike out. Crash at his old friend's house in town and bring him and his big truck out with us in the morning to get my truck out. He looks at my truck, looks at us, says, "shoot, you boys ain't stuck!" I go over, get into the truck and drive it right across the sand in second gear at about 5 mph with the speedo reading about 30. We were not stuck.
Got home and looked under the truck again. Everything still looks right. Grab the vacuum hose that engages the 4x4 - oh, that's ripped. Stupid x2.
Not epic but small farts of mine. That only started after my son was born. Things like cracking an egg and dumping the egg directly into the trash and then putting shell into a bowl. Putting dishes away in the fridge.
After having my m620 for a while i was blasting down the freeway doing about 100mph 140MPH, i grab for more throttle and suddenly the bike dies.
i start thinking i seized the motor... but it seems to be rotating fine as i'm coasting to the side of the road
i check the oil level and drain plug... fine
i then think maybe i killed the electical system some how... but the headlight is still on - so it can't be too bad
i pull over and lift up the seat to check the fuses... everything looks OK
i check the plug wires... fine
try to start it... no go
check the fuses again... all looks ok
start dialing to call a friend and i notice the Kill switch is off
flip back on and the bike starts right up
i must have bumped it while twisting the throttle [bang]
Quote from: OverCaffeinated on March 27, 2009, 02:03:48 PM
Not epic but small farts of mine. That only started after my son was born. Things like cracking an egg and dumping the egg directly into the trash and then putting shell into a bowl. Putting dishes away in the fridge.
+1
My brain farts are usually marine related. I've driven down to the marina, gotten ON the boat, usually with a number of guests, and realized I left the boat keys at the house at least 4 times now. I also dropped it off the trailer at the boat ramp, and forgot to put the drain plug in, but that was only once.
I remodelled my house a few years ago including all mechanicals. I put a new well pump in with one piece hose down well set at about 350 feet. I had no water in the house.... went through the electrical panel..yup power at fuse.... power to well box.. then realized I never wired the pump up when I saw the spools of wire sitting on my bench... motha f'er!
I then had to pull up 350 feet of piping by HAND and wire the pump up! That sucked big time.
Jeez, there are way too many.... :P
One time, back when I had only one vehicle in the stable, I went to do an oil change. Got the oil drained, pulled the filter, put the plug back in, put the drain oil in the proper storage unit, dumped in the new oil, dammit....
No new filter. And damned if I was gonna put the old one back on and force new juice through it.
I had no running motorbike at the time so I got to ride my mountain bike across town to get a filter. Now I keep two on hand at all times for everything.... ;)
And, yes, handlebar kill switches have gotten me in the past too. Usually discovered after kickstarting myself nearly to a heart attack.
Another oil change debacle. Old oil out, filter swapped out, new oil in. As I'm pouring in the last quart, I realize I hadn't put the drain plug in. I look under the truck, the only saving grace is that at least I left the drain pan under the truck. So, not too bad, until I dump all 12 quarts on the floor trying to get to the waste oil bucket.
ok, so.....
about 15 years ago, i got this bright idea that i was going to spend my career as a wildland firefighter.........
When I was younger, I had a bit of a short fuse and would "over-react" to stressful situations sometimes ;D
I used to have an independent Porsche repair shop and was working late one night and couldn't find my 17mm wrench, after picking up the shop,
I looked and looked and got madder and madder........
So mad that I didn't realize that the wrench was
In my hand with some other tools for about the last 20 minutes - that was so stoopid I even got over being pissed-off
One of the best I had seen, (Thankfully not involved in!)
Out with some friends on some Jet Ski's about 100km's from home, decided to head home after a long day of fun, on the way back (about 10km's from the little town where we had based ourselves for the day) we turned in at a nearby beach/camping spot, we could see some smoke, fire and commotion.
Some campers came down to the water and asked us if we could go back the way we came and try and find the owners of one Campsites that had gone out fishing (We refused as we were low on fuel, and the sea was very rough, and time was not on our side)
The happy campers had turned up, set up there camp, generator and all there gear, started a fire and then decided to go fishing.
Fire got out of control, burned down there camp, and a few others, destroyed 2 cars, blew up a couple of gas bottles and then the fire spread into the local forest and on up the hill.
I really wish I had the Camera that day!
As far as my Brain farts, well the list is very long and very embarrassing [cheeky]
I had lived with a friend and his girlfriend for a year and a half. She was one of the most beautiful women that ever walked the planet and the most beautiful I have ever seen - even 35 years later [bow_down] [bow_down] [bow_down].
Well, after my friends had broken up for a long time I had occasion to make a pass at Lynn and she shot me down - nearly......killed ......me.
A year later I was at a dinner party and Lynn was there in all her radiant beauty - a wonderful person by the way. At near the end of the evening Lynn proposition me out loud right in front of everybody - do you want to spend the night at my house tonight? I said, not too loudly, but so everybody heard, that I was busy with something else. She and everyone else was startled. People gasped.
I went outside and literally beat my head on a great big oak tree. [bang] [bang] [bang]
Maybe not the absolutely dumbest thing I've ever done, but certainly one thing I'd change. If you saw her you would you would understand.
I got on my 72 toaster/cafe BMW and sped away to spend the night alone in our old apartment.
Still can't believe I did that. Yea, I got even (NOT) with the MOST BEAUTIFUL woman in the world. [bang] [bang] [bang] [bang]
LA
Bought a 1967 BSA Mark ll Spitfire Special used from Dick Klamfoth Honda in Columbus. Ohio when I was 20 in 1969. I rode the bike to the Town of Lithopolis about 8 miles from where I bought the" Bezzer. " It was a 650 Twin for those who aren't familiar with the bike. It had 2 Carbs and each carb had an on /off fuel switch operated manually. A Petcock I believe it's called. On for running , Off when the engine is off. Stopped in Lithopolis because the bike had started to run very bad. No power . I switched the Petcock off , looked the bike over , checked the gas level , turned the Petcock on, kicked it over and the bike seemed ok .
The bike ran fine for about a mile and then it started to loose power and would not accelerate. I rode the bike into Lancaster since there was a BSA Dealer there and I pulled up in front of the shop, turned the key off, and turned the Petcock off.
I went in and asked the Dealer if he could have one of his mechanics take a look at the bike. He asked what the problem seemed to be and I told him and he said it sounded like when I pulled in I was only running on 1 cylinder. He asked me if I had both Petcocks on and I thanked him and red faced walked out and this time after I turned on the key , turned on BOTH Petcocks , kicked it to life and roared away. What a Dumb Ass !!! Dolph :-[
The reason the bike ran ok for a little while after each stop and go was that I was turning on and off the opposite Petcock each time and there was residual gas in the other carb for a short while. When I left Klamfoth's both Petcocks must of been on and when I stopped the 1st time I turned off both but when I went to leave I only turned on 1.
Too many brain farts to remember and select as epic, but:
Most recent - left for the store to purchase a new printer, deal is a $50 rebate for turning in your old printer for recycling. Forgot old printer :-[
Memorable - finished installing automatic transmission in BMW. Looked down at floor to see torque converter sitting there [bang]
this one wasn't mine, but pretty funny
I was on a sailboat with some guy and it was pretty rough and windy out. We decided to drop sails and motor in. Cranked the motor, rev'd the shit out of it but we weren't going anywhere. We were getting nervou that it was going to take a LONG time to get back to the marina. For about 20 min of engine screaming and us not going anywhere... the skip decided to take it out of neutral... [roll]
I routinely tear the house apart looking for my glasses only to find them on my face. :P
Just the other day, a buddy was by for a tire change. I'll be damned, I couldn't get the tire pushed down into the clamps. I worked at this for almost 10 minutes, apologizing constantly, only to find that I had forgotten to break the bead! :P
The DMF server isn't big enough to handle even a fraction of the remainder...
Quote from: pompetta on March 28, 2009, 03:32:23 PM
I routinely tear the house apart looking for my glasses only to find them on my face. :P
Just the other day, a buddy was by for a tire change. I'll be damned, I couldn't get the tire pushed down into the clamps. I worked at this for almost 10 minutes, apologizing constantly, only to find that I had forgotten to break the bead! :P
The DMF server isn't big enough to handle even a fraction of the remainder...
I'll get more space...
continue professor. ;D
I was well on my way to becoming an ace moto mechanic, about to do my second tire change. I got the rear mounted up, aired up, balanced and started to do the front. While you can stuff a 170 rear onto a front rim, there is no way a 120 will fit on a 5.5 rear wheel. I guess I needed the practice.
Quote from: Vindingo on March 27, 2009, 11:58:51 PM
I was on a sailboat with some guy and it was pretty rough and windy out. We decided to drop sails and motor in. Cranked the motor, rev'd the shit out of it but we weren't going anywhere. We were getting nervou that it was going to take a LONG time to get back to the marina. For about 20 min of engine screaming and us not going anywhere... the skip decided to take it out of neutral... [roll]
What a
maroon! [cheeky]
[laugh] I would need to post to this thread hourly to keep track of them all. The list includes:
Calling my Mom in May to wish her happy birthday. Her birthday is in March.
Routinely driving to work and getting all the way into the building only to realize I forgot my badge and have to go home and get it.
Making inappropriate comments on a conference call only to realize I was not muted.
the list goes on......
Whilst slaving away at a car dealership in Santa Fe NM years back, I did a routine oil change & 'quick as hell look the car over' service (under 30 minutes please!). Had other stuff on the mind and installed the drainplug and threaded it all the way in by hand. Finished up the oil change, and drove the car out.
It wasn't until later that day that I remembered that I forgot to torque the thing in. Oh shit. Had the service writer call the customer all day the next day. Nothing. Had him call a few more times the following day. Nothing. (at this point, he was getting miffed at me for even asking?!?) Ok. Whatever I figured. Few months later one of the techs calls me over to his lift to check out a car (usually 'cuz somethings wrong with it that's funny). The drain plug was in by 1 thread. That's it. Turns out it was the same car... I got lucky that day!!!
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Same tech that called me over, different car... Customer came in complaining of no windshield washers on thier Subaru. Tech worked, and worked, and worked on it for about an hour. Calls me over to get a 2nd opinion before he spends all day on the car. I mention, 'Hey Dave (not Mr. I btw), do you know there's a dead mouse in the washer tank?' Dave looks, and then puts both hands to his mouth and SPRINTS outside and begins barfing. I'm like WTF? Turns out, he had just finished using his mouth to try and get the fluid flowing through the tubing! ......yuk!....... [puke] [puke] [puke] [puke] [puke]
(it still makes me chuckle when I think about it....)
I once did the REPLY ALL email instead of REPLY when I was doing tech support. The end user I called a whiny dickhead to practically the whole division had a good sense of humor about it. [bang]
About 3 months into owning my 695, I came out to find that somebody had tipped my bike in the parking lot.
Pissed off, I went to turn it on and it wouldn't. I nearly disassembled my entire bike until my buddy pointed out that the kill switch was on.
Yes, I felt like an idiot.
Quote from: El Matador on March 28, 2009, 05:22:45 PM
About 3 months into owning my 695, I came out to find that somebody had tipped my bike in the parking lot.
Pissed off, I went to turn it on and it wouldn't. I nearly disassembled my entire bike until my buddy pointed out that the kill switch was on.
Yes, I felt like an idiot.
Along the same lines, I had just got my Monster and put gas in it. I went to take off and it kept dying on me. I thought, "WTH?" Then it dawned on me. Sidestand was down. Every time I put it in gear, engine stopped.
I knew I shouldn't have looked at this thread
Once upon a time I joined a motorcycle forum. ;D
Quote from: superjohn on March 28, 2009, 05:41:02 PM
Along the same lines, I had just got my Monster and put gas in it. I went to take off and it kept dying on me. I thought, "WTH?" Then it dawned on me. Sidestand was down. Every time I put it in gear, engine stopped.
I knew I shouldn't have looked at this thread
I did this three days ago. I figured it out quickly enough, but still.
Quote from: pompetta on March 28, 2009, 03:32:23 PM
I routinely tear the house apart looking for my glasses only to find them on my face. :P
Just the other day, a buddy was by for a tire change. I'll be damned, I couldn't get the tire pushed down into the clamps. I worked at this for almost 10 minutes, apologizing constantly, only to find that I had forgotten to break the bead! :P
The DMF server isn't big enough to handle even a fraction of the remainder...
Quote from: ducpainter on March 28, 2009, 03:42:40 PM
I'll get more space...
continue professor. ;D
Oooh, oooh, pick me, pick me!!!
Shultz, tell us all how to remove the rear brake caliper on your bike.......... [laugh]
As for myself.... One of my favorites was right after I got the bike put back together and running decent enough to ride it a little. The battery wasn't charging so I often had to bump start it. It generally starts easy with a slight bump, but it wasn't working this one time. Rameses, being the great guy he is, gave me several long and fast pushes until he was too tired (unwilling) to try any more. Turns out the kill switch was on. :P
Quote from: LA on March 27, 2009, 10:00:53 PM
I had lived with a friend and his girlfriend for a year and a half. She was one of the most beautiful women that ever walked the planet and the most beautiful I have ever seen - even 35 years later [bow_down] [bow_down] [bow_down].
Well, after my friends had broken up for a long time I had occasion to make a pass at Lynn and she shot me down - nearly......killed ......me.
A year later I was at a dinner party and Lynn was there in all her radiant beauty - a wonderful person by the way. At near the end of the evening Lynn proposition me out loud right in front of everybody - do you want to spend the night at my house tonight? I said, not too loudly, but so everybody heard, that I was busy with something else. She and everyone else was startled. People gasped.
I went outside and literally beat my head on a great big oak tree. [bang] [bang] [bang]
Maybe not the absolutely dumbest thing I've ever done, but certainly one thing I'd change. If you saw her you would you would understand.
I got on my 72 toaster/cafe BMW and sped away to spend the night alone in our old apartment.
Still can't believe I did that. Yea, I got even (NOT) with the MOST BEAUTIFUL woman in the world. [bang] [bang] [bang] [bang]
LA
LA, I hope someday you will stop beating yourself up over that one ! Dolph :)
Mine was attempting to use a cheater bar when removing the rear suspension on my M750. It was on a rear stand, and I was attempting to loosen one of the linkage bolts. Instead of putting some penetrating oil and trying late I decided to put just a bit more pressure on the bolt with the cheater bar. Still no go, so I went all Hulk on it and wound up in the garage floor with an M750 on it's side on top of me.
Got the bolt loose though ~
JM
Quote from: Rameses on March 27, 2009, 01:07:51 PM
I seem to remember something about a chain and a ladder...
Should we wait for Ash to chime in with that story? ;D
Okay, it looks like Ash is on one of his DMF hiatuses, so I went and dug up the pic...
For those that weren't around for this one, he decided that a ladder would make a better work surface for riveting his new chain than cold concrete would.
[thumbsup]
(http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g266/altersys/Picture110.jpg)
I had just ridden up ACH (Angeles Crest Highway) with my MUCH more exprienced friends. One guy I had JUST MET. We had breakfast at Newcombs, then headed out under the steady gaze of many other experienced motorcyclist, a good portion of whom where Ducatisti. I got on River, started the motor, put her into first and tried to take off when the engine cut off. DuckStew and another guy had already taken off, but the guy I had just met was behind me, laughing. "What?" I wondered out loud. He pointed out that I was trying to take off in a hurry with my kick stand down. Then, predictably, he laughed at me.
Huh. You mean the motor cuts off for that???
[bang] [bang] [bang]
Quote from: Rameses on March 30, 2009, 09:49:42 PM
Okay, it looks like Ash is on one of his DMF hiatuses, so I went and dug up the pic...
For those that weren't around for this one, he decided that a ladder would make a better work surface for riveting his new chain than cold concrete would.
[thumbsup]
(http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g266/altersys/Picture110.jpg)
You know, i was reading this whole thread with ash in mind, waiting for it to finally come up. HeHeHe....That was an epic fail day for him. Still remember it on the dml when he posted it.
for those of us not in the loop, I'm assuming he riveted the chain to the ladder??
How'd he unchain the ladder without ruining the chain?
i used to "do" VWs.. restore, race, mod, the whole bit. had a few setups in NHRA even (not my team of course, i just did the builds)
anyhow, i was working on a engine for a friend. complete engine reconditioning down to turning the crank. i sent the heads out to get hemi cut, cause i want the compression to run about 6.5:1 (which according to Gene Berg is about the limit for a daily driver)... anyhow, i got the heads back, with new valves/seats the whole 9 yards...
i decided to swap the springs and retainers for new ones..
put the engine together
won't start. i poke around and it's making the weirdest noises ever. it turns over fine. oil pressure fine. but there is almost nothing coming out the exhaust (pistons should be pressing somethign out)..
i poked around some more.. and then popped off a valve cover... there are no springs... no retainers... and no valve stems.. SHIT
Quote from: Rameses on March 30, 2009, 09:49:42 PM(http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g266/altersys/Picture110.jpg)
I just broke out laughing. That is awesome. I could completely see myself doing something like that. Ash rocks for making my morning.
Its ironic that the person who dobbed Ash in was responsible for this brain fart...
(http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3121/2591420533_60e6c32903_o.jpg)
[cheeky]
I'm just saying...
Okay, it looks like Ash is on one of his DMF hiatuses, so I went and dug up the pic...
For those that weren't around for this one, he decided that a ladder would make a better work surface for riveting his new chain than cold concrete would.
That made me shoot soda out of my nose i havent laughed like that in months THANK YOU
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i heart you, rameses
:-*
Quote from: lauramonster on March 31, 2009, 06:17:59 AM
for those of us not in the loop, I'm assuming he riveted the chain to the ladder??
How'd he unchain the ladder without ruining the chain?
short answer: there are now three masterlinks on my chain
it was actually a blessing that i goofed that one (i still plead that i was high on theraflu): when I had initially riveted the masterlink the tool was off center and one of the main link barrels cracked. it probably would have catastrophically failed eventually. i only discovered the failure after i broke open the masterlink. that's why there are now three masterlinks on my chain.
8)
He is alive!
That chain always reminds me of a cowboy boot with spurs [laugh]
or an arby's hat
you, my friend, are a strange strange man 8)
Quote from: Ash on March 31, 2009, 10:10:03 AM
or an arby's hat
you, my friend, are a strange strange man 8)
Im not the one dressing up a ladder.
Quote from: 13 on March 31, 2009, 07:15:58 AM
Its ironic that the person who dobbed Ash in was responsible for this brain fart...
[cheeky]
I'm just saying...
>:( >:(
[laugh] [laugh] [laugh]
Okay, you got me. ;D
Quote from: Ash on March 31, 2009, 09:08:40 AM
i heart you, rameses
:-*
Where ya been bud?
I think this's the first post I've seen you put up in over a month!
i know man... i've been (and still am) working my ass off in this horrible downturn market. working for a bank, the effect is triplefold. just lots going on so i dont have a lot of time to come online. today is a touch quiet so here i am. can't expect it to last long tho (in fact i gotta prepare for an audit... yaay)
We've missed you Ash! :-*
Quote from: 13 on March 31, 2009, 07:15:58 AM
Its ironic that the person who dobbed Ash in was responsible for this brain fart...
(http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3121/2591420533_60e6c32903_o.jpg)
[cheeky]
I'm just saying...
??? ??? ???
Quote from: somegirl on March 31, 2009, 11:44:40 AM
We've missed you Ash! :-*
big hug! sorry i missed the concert :( i've been under a rock...
is your party thing still coming up?
Hey stranger.
hi ash :-*
Quote from: Ash on March 31, 2009, 12:14:55 PM
big hug! sorry i missed the concert :( i've been under a rock...
is your party thing still coming up?
Yup, Memorial Day weekend. We'll send out an evite sometime this month.
Quote from: somegirl on March 31, 2009, 12:24:48 PM
Yup, Memorial Day weekend. We'll send out an evite sometime this month.
sweet! best way to reach me... might go awol again hehe
Quote from: Duck-Stew on March 28, 2009, 05:08:01 PM
same tech that called me over, different car... Customer came in complaining of no windshield washers on thier Subaru. Tech worked, and worked, and worked on it for about an hour. Calls me over to get a 2nd opinion before he spends all day on the car. I mention, 'Hey Dave (not Mr. I btw), do you know there's a dead mouse in the washer tank?' Dave looks, and then puts both hands to his mouth and SPRINTS outside and begins barfing. I'm like WTF? Turns out, he had just finished using his mouth to try and get the fluid flowing through the tubing! ......yuk!....... [puke] [puke] [puke] [puke] [puke]
(it still makes me chuckle when I think about it....)
Dude... Did you work at premier? (rocky mountian motors?)
I worked there for about 3 years.
that sounds a lot like something dave cross would do [laugh]
that guy is awesome, I worked next to him the entire time I was there.
Quote from: acalles on March 31, 2009, 01:10:14 PM
Dude... Did you work at premier? (rocky mountian motors?)
I worked there for about 3 years.
that sounds a lot like something dave cross would do [laugh]
that guy is awesome, I worked next to him the entire time I was there.
OMG!!! Yes, it was Premier and yes it was Dave Cross!!! The cheese-head! HAhahaha.... small frikkin' world. PM me!
Quote from: MrFry - Cycles on March 31, 2009, 12:14:03 PM
??? ??? ???
He set it on fire, then put it out.
The lengths some people go to imitate me......so flattering.
Quote from: MrIncredible on March 31, 2009, 02:50:25 PM
He set it on fire, then put it out after it almost burned to the ground.
The lengths some people go to imitate me......so flattering.
fixed
I have a classic 1974 Bronco that I spent my high school and college days building for rock crawling. I had just spent a weekend installing some new gizmo on it, and decided to hit the local trails to test it out. Went out and gassed up, hit the trails with a buddy and had a blast. For about an hour. Truck stalled out and we couldn't figure out the problem. Slight panic set in, can't figure it out trail-side, so he towed me out of the trail and to the nearest main road where I called a tow truck. $200 later the truck is at home and I'm tearing in to pieces to find out it's not getting any fuel. But the tank is full, WTF? Begin cursing and ripping more parts out...
I put everything back together and all of a sudden it dawns on me.... the truck has two gas tanks. It was set on the small tank the whole time, while the main tank sat there with 30 gals of gas ready to go. Flipped the selector over to Main, and it fires right up.
Doh! Maybe it's the fumes that cause all these gas realted brain farts... no pun intended!
Quote from: ducpainter on March 28, 2009, 03:42:40 PM
I'll get more space...
continue professor. ;D
Many of these are best when accompanied by a few cold ones...
Quote from: pompetta on April 01, 2009, 12:23:57 PM
Many of these are best when accompanied by a few cold ones...
I can appreciate that. :P
Quote from: pompetta on April 01, 2009, 12:23:57 PM
Many of these are best when accompanied by a few cold ones...
Damn it, Dave. You still haven't told us how to properly remove the rear brake caliper. :-\ [laugh]
Quote from: Ducaholic on March 31, 2009, 03:31:09 PM
Quote from: MrIncredible on March 31, 2009, 02:50:25 PM
He set it on fire, then put it out after it almost burned to the ground.
The lengths some people go to imitate me......so flattering.
fixed
Seriously, you wouldn't believe it. The flames rolling off that thing were about 8 feet tall.
Quote from: Jobu on April 01, 2009, 08:33:48 PM
Damn it, Dave. You still haven't told us how to properly remove the rear brake caliper. :-\ [laugh]
Yeah prof, I'm waiting for that one too. ;D
there is a reason that sticker got created so long ago..."Turn the gas on dummy"
Quote from: Jobu on April 01, 2009, 08:33:48 PM
Damn it, Dave. You still haven't told us how to properly remove the rear brake caliper. :-\ [laugh]
[laugh]
OK.
A few years ago I decided to remove my swingarm for powdercoating. With several people in attendance to watch and assist, the
very first thing I did was to remove the rear brake caliper -- by accidentally loosening the bolts that hold the halves of the caliper together! :-\ Brake fluid leaked out and onto my wheel. It was quickly cleaned up before any paint was damaged. Luckily, the make the beast with two backs-up was not an omen, and the rest of the job proceeded smoothly -- although upon re-assembly it took me/us a while to figure out how to bleed the rear brake. :D
My "friends" will never let me forget that one. >:( ;D It was pretty funny though! [laugh]
BTW, pretty much every tech session of mine begins with a similar scenario. :P
Recently, I removed the radiator overflow bottle. I had to remove the tank, airbox and pull up the throttle bodies. I did all of that within 30 minutes, and reassembly was proceeding smoothly and even faster. Until I dropped a fastener. It took about 30 minutes to find it. :-\ In the end, I spent nearly as much time looking for the fastener as I spent doing the actual job. :P
Everyone needs a few 'friends'. ;)
Quote from: ducpainter on April 02, 2009, 04:53:45 AM
Everyone needs a few 'friends'. ;)
True.
One brain fart that went unobserved by others occurred last year. After changing the oil in the Bandit, I forgot to replace the oil fill plug. I started the bike and rode about 1/2 mile whereupon I felt something "warm" on my right leg. [laugh]
I looked down and...well you know the rest. :P
QuoteI routinely tear the house apart looking for my glasses only to find them on my face.
I've done that as well. Only difference is that i had to ask my wife if she had seen my glasses. [bang]
Quote from: hooligan machinist on April 02, 2009, 07:18:51 PM
I've done that as well. Only difference is that i had to ask my wife if she had seen my glasses. [bang]
Been there, asked that... [laugh]
Not epic, but here's a life lesson I learned yesterday: If your gonna sandblast, don't wear a pocket t-shirt.
Quote from: MrFry - Cycles on March 27, 2009, 02:20:04 PM
After having my m620 for a while i was blasting down the freeway doing about 100mph 140MPH, i grab for more throttle and suddenly the bike dies.
i start thinking i seized the motor... but it seems to be rotating fine as i'm coasting to the side of the road
i check the oil level and drain plug... fine
i then think maybe i killed the electical system some how... but the headlight is still on - so it can't be too bad
i pull over and lift up the seat to check the fuses... everything looks OK
i check the plug wires... fine
try to start it... no go
check the fuses again... all looks ok
start dialing to call a friend and i notice the Kill switch is off
flip back on and the bike starts right up
i must have bumped it while twisting the throttle [bang]
I have done that one before ;D
Quote from: howie on March 27, 2009, 11:16:36 PM
Too many brain farts to remember and select as epic, but:
Most recent - left for the store to purchase a new printer, deal is a $50 rebate for turning in your old printer for recycling. Forgot old printer :-[
Memorable - finished installing automatic transmission in BMW. Looked down at floor to see torque converter sitting there [bang]
And you wondered why it went in/mated so easily the first time
recently, installed radiator for lexus is300. put new fluid and waiting for thermostat to open and circulate (while cap was off). capped it back up, not thinking, car was drawing a vacume and hose was colaping .while car was warm, took the radiator cap instead of resivor cap (brain fart) to add fluid, sprayed half gallon of fluid everywhere . fortunately i didnt get sprayed
I welcome back this necro thread. [thumbsup]
I didn't even remember starting this thread.
[laugh]
Wow, this is a blast from the past. I enjoyed re-reading & seeing some names & avatars I had nearly forgotten. [Dolph]
I was surprised I hadn't confessed to a moment with my ST2 a few years ago, after it died as I rolled into a gas station 100 miles or so from home. Weird; it never did that before (or since). It had gas, the voltmeter said it had enough juice, everything seemed copacetic, but the starter just wouldn't crank. Attempts to roll start did nothing but earn loud laughter from the rotating audience of Harley riders who were passing through. After a futile half hour or so with my friends & (former) girlfriend getting increasingly impatient, I finally declared defeat, parked it, and rode the little Monster 600 two-up all the way back into town, borrowed a trailer and retrieved the ST2.
It was a week or so later when I finally had time to start diagnosing the problem, at which point I almost immediately discovered the kill switch in the off position. [bang]
Went to leave for work. Got to truck, keys not in my pocket. Went back in looked around for them, back to truck for same, rinse repeat a few times. Get ready to call boss say I'll be late and when I went for my phone I realized they were IN MY HAND the whole time. I felt like a dumbass.
JM
Went to Disneyland this weekend with the wife on the bike. About 6 hours later I realized I didn't have the key in my pocket. Get back to the bike about 8pm and there it is, still in the ignition...
I was just talking to a student about having attended the 1983 US festival.
It just occurred to me that because I drank a bunch of cheap wine during the first day, I literally have no memory of the bands that played that day.
I just googled the line up.
I saw the f'n Clash and I have zero memory of it.
Stupid alcohol.