Thursday, February 07, 2013

Travel Question

A traveler asks ...

Lost Keys

Always the last place you look

Tommy Lee Smith

Beat the Man - Buy Wholesale

Todays tip ...

If you can beat these prices (and quality) I'll kiss your ass in Macy's window..  Stuff arrived the next day.  Tell them you're a business address and maybe you'll get cheaper freight?  Mine was $11, but still way cheaper than Amazon, etc.

You're welcome.

STFU Bennett, you ignorant slut

ny Bennet, the male Barbra Streisand.  He can sing, but is dumber than a box of hair and can't keep his mouth shut.

Tony Bennett: Without Gun Control, U.S. May Turn Into Nazi Germany

Pubic Lice Endangered

Democrats planning to go for the sympathy vote in 2014?

Res Ipsa Loquitor

Looking for a pulse here boss

Res Ipsa Loquitor

Well it just never ends does it?

  Last night I was preparing my dough for some overnight puffing up, when my Hobart Kitchen Aid FP-700 motor seized.  You've all heard that sound—when a motor is trying to turn,  but just can't overcome the invisible force holding it back. HMMMMMMMMMM.  At least I knew to stop trying before the smell of death came, but it was still a hand-biting bad. situation..

We've had this 14 cup, 700w dude for 40 years.  About 12 years ago the magic spring lock that engaged when the lid was in place (so you couldn't blend your hand?) broke.  It didn't take long to figure out that the lid in the lock position pressed a plunger with a magnet that interacted with something metal and allowed it to work.  I found a little magnet in the garage and glued it permanently on the magic G spot,  and it worked better than ever.  That's right, You could even cut stuff with the lid off—if you were that stupid. 

Anyway, I spent at least 90 minutes this morning trying to find a replacement base.  It seems I had the last working FP-700 in the world, and a new machine with the same muscle and capacity starts in the $300 range. So I went back and laid hands on its shaft, and gently massaged it.  Hand turning  the  spindle ever so gently, back and forth, pulling and pushing until, voila!  I felt it move freely.  I put the bowl on and  hit "pulse"—and verily I say unto you it did pulse. Say Amen. 

Time for more bagels! But not right now.  I don't want my mellow harshed if it seizes up again.  Give me my hits.