From computer nerd to car repair nerd?

Welcome to another blog!

Today has been interesting to say the least. When RamMan was in town I had some vinyl come loose in my car on the passenger side door. Here's a picture;

It's happened before with another door so I knew how to fix it just had to wait until a nice day.

So yesterday was pretty nice here, I went outside and tried to fix the door using the same stuff I used last time, but for some reason this time around it wasn't working. I messed with it for a few hours and used up what I had left of the glue trying to fix this thing but it was a no go. Finally I just gave up and called it quits for the day, deciding that today I would go out the next day and find some new glue.

After spending the night searching the Internet for the best kind of stuff to use on vinyl and then when I got up I went off to Auto Zone find this glue. Here's where my interesting day started.

I got there and I didn't see the glue I was after, so I asked the guy what kind of glue would be good to glue vinyl and we get into a twenty minute discussion about different glues and stuff. The man is an older gentlemen, really nice and seemed really well informed so I figured I would take a shot in the dark and describe the old glue residue left behind.

Well he said it sounded like some stuff called Indian Schlack so he goes and gets a bottle and shows it to me;

I honestly have no idea, so I tell him that I have the car right outside and if he wanted to look maybe he could make sure before I spent the cash on it. Well this is exactly what he said to me;

"Aw, hell, I wouldn't know what that stuff looked like even if I did it myself."

So... yeah... I'm standing there taken aback for a minute, thinking; "Okay, not even five seconds ago you told me it sounded like that stuff and now your telling me you wouldn't know what it looked like?". So I just finally ask for the stuff I originally came for and he said he had some in the back, so I purchased it and left.

On the way home, I was feeling a little hungry so I decided to stop at McDonalds and get me something, figured it also wouldn't hurt to get another free Coke glass. Well, the thing is about the McDonalds in my area, its right next to a four way traffic light, four lanes of traffic and it can be very, very hard to get out of there and go to the left.

So I'm sitting there with my food, waiting, traffics backed up, well somebody decided to let me out so I inch my way out, peak around her car see its clear and go for it, well as soon as I clear her car (I'm in the second lane of traffic at this point heading to the median), this car come flying up doing way past the posted speed limit. I had to floor it to keep them from hitting me, I got into the median but at this point I'm speeding like crazy myself and there was this other car stopped just a few feet away in the median waiting to turn so I had to merge into traffic and cut this car off.

Ugh, was almost in three accidents, all because one dumb person decided that they couldn't be late for wherever it was they were going? Oh I was mad, but I went home, sat in the car, ate my sandwich and then decided to get to work.

At first the new glue wasn't wanting to work with me, but then I finally got it figured out and after about three and a half hours worth of work I got it all done, as you can see;

 It's not perfect, sure, but considering I've only done this about one other time I say this is a pretty damn good job. I may be a nerd, but I can get something fixed if you give me enough time to figure it out!

Well, its nearly 3:30am, so I'm going to bed. Got to get my teeth drilled in the morning, yay! (not)

Until next time,
Nerdy Man

A story from my Thanksgiving week

WARNING: This blog contains harsh language, if this offends you please do not proceed past this point. There will be cussing, it is not censored, proceed at your own risk.

Hello!

Welcome to the first ever Nerdy Man blog! Hopefully the first of many, although I don't know how often I'll be doing these. My best buddy and his wife came in from Florida for Thanksgiving for a week, I got to hang out with him and we traded stories and caught up on things going on with us. Thanks to this though, I have a wonderful story to share with everyone for my first blog, but before I get started I just want to introduce everyone to a cheat sheet to nicknames I'll be giving people so you know who I'm talking about, this will be in each blog with the people I will be mentioning in that blog so you know who I'm talking about.


Mini = My little brother

RamMan = My best friend

CopyCat = A mutual friend of RamMan and mine, who is nothing but a poser and as you might've guessed, nothing but a copy cat.



Also, before I go on with this story I should explain the relation RamMan and I with CopyCat,. All three of of us were friends in school, but CopyCat was jealous of the friendship RamMan and I had, he knew RamMan first but RamMan preferred hanging out with me over him and that just ate at him. Sometime after graduation RamMan bought himself a Dodge Ram (thus the nickname), well CopyCat decides to go out and get himself a Dodge Ram too (thus his nickname). CopyCat from this day forth spends his life in constant competition with RamMan, even though RamMan wasn't trying to be in competition with CopyCat, but CopyCat pretty much has to have either the same stuff RamMan has if not a little better.

I never really cared for CopyCat, I once considered him a friend, but he started to act like he was better then me, kept picking on me, putting me down, and flaunting the fact that he had better stuff then me all the time and that no matter how hard I tried I would never even come close to him. He quickly became an enemy, don't get me wrong, I would still help the guy if needed, but I didn't and still don't like the guy one bit. I'm just too nice for my own good and couldn't turn my back on him if he ever came to me for help.

Even RamMan can't really stand him, but mostly because CopyCat tries to stay in constant competition with him. He hates the fact that every time he goes out and gets something nice and new, CopyCat is not far behind either getting the same thing or trying to one up him, but we put up with him because RamMan and I are a lot alike which is why we are such good friends. A lot of people have always said that RamMan and I are pretty much two sides of the same coin, we act alike, think alike, have the same interests, etc.

About three years ago RamMan moved to Florida, he got tired of the life here in WV, of the weather, plus he just lost his job so he moved to someplace where he thought he could be happy and to start over. About a year later CopyCat moved down there too, and for awhile RamMan put him up in his place until he got his own apartment. Well, not long after that RamMan went and got a really nice jetski, well guess what CopyCat did?

Yep, he went and got a jetski too, only thing is, his was a older model and not as nice as RamMan's since CopyCat had to start over too, which irked CopyCat, and here's where the story begins.

One day RamMan and CopyCat take their jetskis down to the beach and back them down to the water. RamMan has a 05 Yellow Dodge Ram SRT and CopyCat has a Yellow 03 Dodge Rumblebee. Well as they are unhooking their jetskis these women walk by and tell RamMan how nice his truck is. Now according to RamMan, what CopyCat does is he just goes over and leans against his truck, well the women leave and walk right by CopyCat and his truck without saying anything to him at all. CopyCat watches them leave and then says.

CopyCat: "Oh... I thought they were going to say something about my truck."

RamMan: "Well, maybe they didn't see it."

Now when CopyCat gets mad, he cusses, A LOT.

CopyCat: "How could they not see it dude?! It's yellow just like yours and they walked right fucking by it! That's fucking bullshit dude!"

So CopyCat's pissed, and hurriedly unhooks his jetski and gets it in the water and takes off on it before RamMan can even undo one or two straps. So RamMan finally gets out on his, well CopyCat splashes him, so RamMan splashes him back before CopyCat can get his jetski turned around. Well where CopyCats is an older model he has to do a full circle to get turned back around, RamMan however has a nicer new model with reverse so he just threw it in reverse, back up and took off before CopyCat could get turned around, which only pissed CopyCat off again.

CopyCat: "Fucking jetskis having fucking reverse, that's fucking bullshit!"

So they spend all day riding, well CopyCat is always hard on his vehicles, because that's just the way he is and yet he wonders why he has problems, but I'll come back to that in a minute. They stop out in the middle of the water, RamMan has a big two seat model so he's able to actually stand on his, however CopyCat has a small one seater and he can't balance it so he has to keep it moving otherwise he'll turn it over. So RamMan is just standing on the side of his jetski talking to CopyCat who is slowly circling him, and the fact that he is just standing there pisses copycat yet off again.

CopyCat: "That's fucking bullshit! Standing on the side of a fucking jetski, can we get moving man? I don't want to fucking dump this thing again."

Well RamMan has warned CopyCat several times this day to take it easy or he's going to end up breaking something, and sure enough they are about a mile out from shore and guess what happens? CopyCat's jetski ends up breaking down. So RamMan has to tow him back to shore.

So he gets him back to shore, they figure out what the problem is (RamMan told me it was some kind of pump but I forget, my knowledge of jetskis is very limited so I couldn't tell you), and he tells him that if he gets the pump he'll help him fix it in his garage. So they take their jetskis back to RamMan's garage, CopyCat goes and gets the pump but instead of asking for RamMan's help, he decides to put the pump on himself.

RamMan decides to just start wiping off his own jetski on the other side of the garage, and about an hour had gone by and CopyCat is working on this thing and having no luck at all. Then all of a sudden he hears this;

CopyCat: "Fucking piece of GD shit! Mother effing worthless pile of junk!"

And RamMan looked over about the time CopyCat just hauls off and kicks his jetski as hard as he can. Only thing is, CopyCat is wearing sandals.

RamMan: "Dude! You're wearing sandals!"

CopyCat: "I know! And now my fucking foot hurts!"

At this point in the story I just started laughing so hard I couldn't breath. I was sitting in a chair and I ended up on the floor holding my side with tears in my eyes, I must've been laughing for five minutes, RamMan and his dad were laughing too. It had to be the BEST thing I've heard in YEARS.

The story ended with RamMan telling me that CopyCat limped into the house all mad and slammed the door, then RamMan spent 20mins working with the jetski and managed to get it working.

I love it when he comes into town, he always has the best stories to share, and this was was so good that I just HAD to share it.

Other parts of my Thanksgiving week I spent with Mini, and Thanksgiving day I spent with my family at my aunts house.I had a wonderful time there, I always enjoy Thanksgiving day at my aunts and talking with my family and my cousin whom I grew up with. RamMan and his wife returned home on Friday safely and I look forward to his next visit.

Well, I think that's all I got to write for now, I hope you enjoyed reading the blog, and here's hoping I'll be able to crank out another one soon!

Nerdy Man