Monday, June 8, 2009

It may not look like it to you but This thing wants to MOVE!



I spent a few hours trouble shooting an old International 404 (that is a tractor). No fire at the spark plugs and Tons of water been in the gas tank, since it had no gas cap. The first problem was it was a positive ground electrical system and I hooked the jumper cables up backwards. POW. So I reversed them, no biggie. Got fire then pulled the carburetor. Worst one I have ever seen in my entire life. Cleaned it up put it back to gether, got the engine started. Ran a minute and quit! Now, no fire again. Well tomorrow is another day!
I did solve one problem. (These are Mark’s tractors now.). His three point hitch was draggin on the tires, tearing up the treads on the Yanmar. I looked for awhile. “I remember once I had this trouble, And the tire man had reversed the tires when he re installed them. Sure enough that is what had happened. So one problem solved.
I know all you ladies are glad to hear that. You had better learn some of this stuff. Never know when your tractor will die.
Mark is collecting Junk. He says, “I am trying to fulfill one of your dreams, to own a junk yard, I’m starting one for you.” And he really is. I counted about 13 or 14 vehicles around there. A new one was a race car body. Where did that come from? Oh, a friend needed the rear end and it was cheaper to buy the whole car. He took it out and gave me the body! Wow what luck!
I did really want to want a junk yard, but it hasn’t fit into the picture of traveling. Sherry still see’s me looking longingly at junk yards as we pass. I never did like lady Bird Johnson. She thought Junk Yards were ugly and started a campaign to hide them, said they were eye sores. Funny ain’t it. Some guy can wield a lot of junk together and it becomes art, and suitable for a park or a yard. It is still Junk.
Well I said my piece.
Thanks for coming by the Log. (Don’t call me if your tractor don’t run)
Nite Shipslog
PS:
Show and Tell _*

A kindergarten teacher gave her class a "show and tell" assignment. Each student was instructed to bring in an object to share with the class that represented their religion.

The first student got up in front of the class and said, "My name is Benjamin and I am Jewish and this is a Star of David.


"The second student got up in front of the class and said, "My name is Mary. I'm a Catholic and this is a Rosary."


The third student got in up front of the class and said, "My name is Tommy. I am Baptist, and this is a casserole."

5 comments:

Rain said...

I think my inner tractor is still running, barely! I'm a-chuggin' away! Fun post! I love junkyards too! Beauty is in the eye of the beholder in my opinion! Your motor home looks itching to get a move on...so envious!

Shirl 72 said...

I can't believe Mark is letting junk accumalate with a house that beautiful and inground swimming pool. I glad he is at the end of a road and lots of land and woods all around. Glad you solved some of his problems.

Shirl

Lucy said...

How about a try in real estate on So. 14th and So. 15. I am going to take my little cheap camera and show you what some of our neighborhood looks like. Soon. I am getting good at ignoring grass and weeds 2 foot high, lights hanging down from porch ceiling . Trees growing out from under a porch. City issues tickets and warnings and I will swear to god they7 make a path and that is all. I have been living next to same family of drunks for 40 years. Yep they get to me. I should not have to listen to their music when I am in my house with my doors shut and air on. Figured you might want to try your hand in real estate since you are not doing so good with Junk. Just kidding Jack. Not about the neighborhood but you doing clean up on real estate.

Paula said...

Thank you for the nice introduction. I commented in your blog over at Firefox but I'm confused (I stay that way) as to if you read it there. I said you would have liked my husband Mel because he had a water drilling rig sitting at the side of our house for years. The neighbor called it an eyesore but the city inspector called it a decorative piece. I just called it please move it yesterday and planted morning glories around it.

Sheila said...

Woohoo on getting printed up in the paper, thanks for the link to read it. Good luck on getting the tractor to run. You are a 'Jack of all trades' in the flesh...ha. Take care, Sheila