OK, Trish... you started this!
Looking at Petey just triggered a whole bunch of
thinking, which is dangerous, and resource-consuming
The Oklahoma State University mascot is "Pistol Pete",
and I can see a bright "hugger orange" PT Cruiser in
my near future. If I opted for the 'vert, that would be
even sweeter. I have always loved convertibles, they
make me feel less confined. And no, I don't look any
better with my hair "tousled" by the wind. Just more old
So, I'm looking for me a Petey now. Dang you.
your little fat buddy
Petey is auto, which sets up a whole bunch of towing difficulties.The lighter any hitch or base plate is, the better. I intend to keep the frame's 2' extension for The Big Box but use that space to tote whatever.
If nothing else, and with the fact that Petey is an automatic, a tow dolly might be in order. This would mean the least amount of mods to towing vehicle and "toad", and the wiring for lights will be relatively painless. Just my thoughts. Me? I like the idea of the dolly. It does
"eat up" some things as far as towing goes, but short of finding a toad that's manual, or "towable automatic", (which indeed is an oxymoron) it is not too bad of an option.
I like flat black too. Had a '72 model Chevy Luv truck I nicknamed "Chet". He got the "stealth" paint job long before it became all the rage with the Air Force. But it didn't help worth a damn with "land-based radar" lol... The hubcaps? Vintage? SWEET!! But they would probably disappear in a hiccup, unless Petey had some big hairy friends with large teeth and a deep bark! The steelies are almost as sweet, but there's something about seeing that "Chrysler" logo...
Don't even contemplate a set of "Daytons" unless you REALLY REALLY LOVE concrete blocks under the axles...
And it's just wonderful to be able to see a pic of you! It pleased me so much I had to turn up a couple glasses of single malt in your honor. I'll try to post a pic of me as well, either my infamous "Geriatric Punk" or the equally weird "Phantom of the BiPAP"... lol... One of the respiratory techs we used to work with heard that I'd been "supercharged" and told my wife that because of that, I had joined the ranks of "Zorro", "the Phantom of the Opera" and the "Lone Ranger"; then asked her how she felt about having the pleasure of sleeping with a "masked man". She said later that her sides haven't hurt that bad in a LONG time!!
The cape part is kinda tricky. Especially if you get it hung on something whilst navigating to the bathroom about 2 am...
your happie friend,
Mark the windblown
Nice to hear your still out there, Mark :B. I bet you never expected to see this many posts when you asked the question.
This thread never ceases to amaze me. I remember someone once called it a "compendium". Heck, I had to look that word up. I thought that was an indigenous person, a "native". There was a time that I thought a "sacrilege" was a Bible in a brown paper bag.
Most of my life, I've had folks tell me: "Mark, you're a nice guy, but please... strike a HAPPY MEDIUM" because I'm as moody and passionate as a Russian. For the longest time I actually thought "strike a happy medium" meant to: "punch a laughing paychic".
Go figure... It's great to be back with y'all. Padded cells get real
lonely, y'know. And I never got a good fitting strait jacket. hee hee.
And wonderful to hear from you!
How good to hear from you!
You're in OK? I've got a buddy in McComb County, haven't heard from him months.
Whereabouts are you?
Great to hear from you too! I'm in Okmulgee County, in the northern part. About forty miles south of Tulsa off Hwy 75 (Indian Nations Turnpike). McComb is a county I haven't heard of- 'course that don't mean there isn't. There's a LOT of stuff in OK that shouldn't be or isn't or ain't. There's McCurtain, McIntosh and McClain counties, though... And we lived in Pottawattomie county for a while...
Gotta be Indian or know one to pronounce all this stuff, I guess...
Good you'll be back around. I've been mostly lurking, too.
Real good on grandchildren. Spoil them and send them home.
No, I'm not. I think my son is afraid of my all-pervasive, corrupting powers.
He always was a smart boy :0)
It's great to do some reading, and catching up. It's been too long.
When I went to reply to this, I went momentarily senile, and wound up
at the first page of this thread. 08/15/04, at 3:22 am. Somewhere in
Oklahoma (where the WILDFIRES come SWEEPING down the plain...).
This thread will be EIGHT YEARS OLD this August. 566 pages. I am way beyond "nonplussed", and somewhere outside dumbfounded.
Thank all of you. And may God bless. This is nothing short of amazing.
This single thread is referred to across Cyberspace as a REFERENCE.
I NEVER thought that would happen.
Trish and Leeann, I OWE you both a debt of gratitude for "Den Mothering" this whole happy conflagration, and keeping us all on
the straight and narrow. I had to cackle when you (Trish) referred
to Leeann for "electrical gremlins" and you saying that you cry over
them. And a "laundry list" of all the things to check out, and go through in an older RV. We all could teach an RV "Masters Degree"
here, with all that is posted here.
I hope this just keeps spiraling off into Cyberspace, kinda like the illustration on the back of the Kansas album "Leftoverture"- with the "musical score" unfolding endlessly from the end of the composer's desk and off into the cosmos...
that old screwball driving the very large vehicle in the lane next to you...