Plei - lots of various forms of house~ma to you.
Do you have pictures of the new place? I would love to see it!
Zoe: We're getting him back. Jayne: What are we gonna do, clone him?
'War Stories'
Spike's Bitches 39: Cuppa Tea, Cuppa Tea, Almost Got Shagged, Cuppa Tea...
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risqué (and frisqué), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
sumi - Mar 06, 2008 7:18:05 am PST #8897 of 10001
Art Crawl!!!
Susan W. - Mar 06, 2008 7:18:20 am PST #8898 of 10001
Good Trouble and Righteous Fights
My parents bought me a stick shift for my 16th birthday, after I'd learned on their automatics. I was SO MAD.
I started out on the outfield grass at the church's softball field--it was less than a mile away down a flat, quiet road, so I could actually get the car that far. But I didn't really get it until Army!Brother came home for a visit, saw Dad trying to teach me by drawing a diagram of gears and how they work, and also saw my utterly baffled look. Army!Brother said he'd teach me, took me out to the car, and told me what to do, basic step by basic step: "Put the clutch in. Put it in reverse. Now let the clutch out while giving it a little gas. Back out of the driveway and stop, then put the clutch in and put it in first. What you have to do is let the clutch out while giving it gas and vice versa."
Then once I'd kinda got the hang of it, he explained what Dad had been trying to do with the diagram, and I kinda got that, too. I'd like to think that Dad was a visual learner and Army!Brother is verbal/kinesthetic like me, but it's entirely possible Army!Brother just decided I was kinda slow and needed to be taught accordingly.
ETA much house~ma to Plei!
amych - Mar 06, 2008 7:22:18 am PST #8899 of 10001
Now let us crush something soft and watch it fountain blood. That is a girlish thing to want to do, yes?
Go Plei! Lots of everything-working-out-ma for you in your houseness!
Jessica - Mar 06, 2008 7:23:00 am PST #8900 of 10001
And then Ortus came and said "It's Ortin' time" and they all Orted off into the sunset
Housema, Plei!!
I can't drive a manual. I tried when I was 15 and learning to drive, but I didn't get very far. It seems like the kind of thing I should know how to do, but...eh. I don't.
tommyrot - Mar 06, 2008 7:24:45 am PST #8901 of 10001
Sir, it's not an offence to let your cat eat your bacon. Okay? And we don't arrest cats, I'm very sorry.
The percentage of cars with manual transmissions is pretty low these days....
juliana - Mar 06, 2008 7:27:23 am PST #8902 of 10001
I’d be lying if I didn’t say that I miss them all tonight…
I learned how to drive on a manual '78 Volvo - the models with the cast-iron engine and steel body and no power steering. That thing was a fucking tank, but way comfy on road trips. As a result, I never had a problem with parallel parking until I had to drive Z's gigantor truck all the time - that was a bitch to park.
P.M. Marc - Mar 06, 2008 7:30:53 am PST #8903 of 10001
So come, my friends, be not afraid/We are so lightly here/It is in love that we are made; In love we disappear
I drove manual until last year. I still miss the feeling of control, but my knee doesn't miss clutch combined with stop and go.
meara - Mar 06, 2008 7:31:13 am PST #8904 of 10001
I would totally learn manual if I were going to be on TAR. And it's a skill I would like to have. But my friends with stick shifts are understandably wary of having someone ruin their car...can't imagine why...
His first step was to spend six months scouring the county for the most deserted road possible. A good thing, too -- on my first effort, I promptly drove into a ditch.
Heh. Me too! We were out in some farm roads in Illinois! OK, I didn't go all the way into the ditch, but I just didnt' grok quite HOW far you had to turn the steering wheel....after that, he gave up on the teaching me, and decided I could take lessons.
sj - Mar 06, 2008 7:32:31 am PST #8905 of 10001
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."
Plei, all sorts of house ~ma. Congratulations on the new place!
Manual and hand controls are non-mixy things, so I have never learned how to drive one.
Ginger - Mar 06, 2008 7:32:37 am PST #8906 of 10001
"It didn't taste good. It tasted soooo horrible. It tasted like....a vodka martini." - Matilda
What happens if you are in an emergancy? And the only thing that will safely drive you out of the burning warehouse is a manual transmission forklift?
More to the point, what if you have to drive my truck?
My father tried to teach me to drive manual transmission. There was a lot of yelling. My ex was remarkably patient in teaching me when I finally did learn. ("You're an idiot" doesn't really motivate me to learn.) He even managed to only grimace slightly when I made his 260Z make terrible noises.