He needed a picture of the area just to machine it perfectly so I posted some here for him.
I'll have to remove the horn I bet, hopefully I can keep my chains that work as my bar stop so that the clubmans don't hit the tank.
Apr 30, 2010
Oil cooler adapted to a 1982 CB650
I found a guy in Oz who machines an adapter plate in between the oil filter cover and the crankcase. We will run lines going in and out of the adapter plate up to an oil cooler from a later model bike like a CB900 or a nighthawk from the mid-80's.
He needed a picture of the area just to machine it perfectly so I posted some here for him.
I'll have to remove the horn I bet, hopefully I can keep my chains that work as my bar stop so that the clubmans don't hit the tank.
He needed a picture of the area just to machine it perfectly so I posted some here for him.
I'll have to remove the horn I bet, hopefully I can keep my chains that work as my bar stop so that the clubmans don't hit the tank.
Apr 19, 2010
Raask Rear sets
Here is a close-up of the rear sets I purchased from Omar's Cafe online. The ones they have for the Honda CB650 are not quite what is shown for the other bikes. They are a huge clunky piece of melted pot metal. But every hole is in the right spot and the only thing needed was a longer through bolt that went from one side of the frame through the engine and out the other side.
The rear brake pedal is actually the stock CB650 that I cut and welded then had the local truck bed liner guy dip it for me for 5 bucks- it adds a bit of traction from the oil the bike spurts out all over my legs and boots.
Cheers to the forum guys at SOHC4 that wanted some close-up pics.
Apr 17, 2010
Feb 1, 2010
Nine pockets of nothing
Most people serve sake warmed. I've never had it any other way. I inherited a bottle of Yaegaki through a friend's kitchen remodel. But I'm not sure it was taken care of properly. I didn't know it was in the bag of liquor for days. I thought we were getting Blue Curacao and vermouth remnants. It should have been chilled. It could be a tad "off" but how am I to know what is good or bad. I'm no connoisseur. In fact, I just read a taster's comment on ratebeer.com that said "jet fuel and alcohol bouquet" or something.
Anyway, I fixed it over ice with San Pelligrino, and a floater of gewurztraminer that my wife inadvertently opened.
I've still barely had a sip of it because it really isn't that rad. It's just killing the old taste of dinner from a few hours ago.
I had just a sip or two of the jet fuel while doing the dishes and timing my eight-year-old on practice tests of single digit multiplication tables...9x4, 5x5, etc. She got done with her first one with one second to spare and only missed one. I took a break from the dishes and reset the oven timer. I sat down to take the test with her and I asked Regan to find the START" button.
"What letter do you think "sssstaaart" starts with?"
Anyway, I finished with 1:45 remaining. When Avery was done I asked her to check mine against hers and see if any are different.
"Don't assume I got them right".
We argued over 9x4. "Nope. It's 36. What's 4x10? Now subtract 4." (I am pretty sure that this kind of instruction is pretty backward and I look forward to the teachers in my life having a laugh.)
The sake seemed to have turned on a different part of my brain and turned off another. I missed 3 problems. And they were the three on the test that included a zero. 3x0... I put "3", 9x0 I wrote "9". And I belly laughed when Avery showed me. It was the kind of laugh you do just to hide that much shame in an instance that doesn't matter. Then that other part of my brain that doesn't get exercised jumped up and said to Avery, "When do you ever work out a problem in real life with a zero?!!?"
I put my hand in the pockets of my fleece housepants and dramatically questioned to her "Let's see,... if I have nine pockets of nothing how much money do I have?"
A poignant statement in a recession I reckon.
Anyway, I fixed it over ice with San Pelligrino, and a floater of gewurztraminer that my wife inadvertently opened.
I've still barely had a sip of it because it really isn't that rad. It's just killing the old taste of dinner from a few hours ago.
I had just a sip or two of the jet fuel while doing the dishes and timing my eight-year-old on practice tests of single digit multiplication tables...9x4, 5x5, etc. She got done with her first one with one second to spare and only missed one. I took a break from the dishes and reset the oven timer. I sat down to take the test with her and I asked Regan to find the START" button.
"What letter do you think "sssstaaart" starts with?"
Anyway, I finished with 1:45 remaining. When Avery was done I asked her to check mine against hers and see if any are different.
"Don't assume I got them right".
We argued over 9x4. "Nope. It's 36. What's 4x10? Now subtract 4." (I am pretty sure that this kind of instruction is pretty backward and I look forward to the teachers in my life having a laugh.)
The sake seemed to have turned on a different part of my brain and turned off another. I missed 3 problems. And they were the three on the test that included a zero. 3x0... I put "3", 9x0 I wrote "9". And I belly laughed when Avery showed me. It was the kind of laugh you do just to hide that much shame in an instance that doesn't matter. Then that other part of my brain that doesn't get exercised jumped up and said to Avery, "When do you ever work out a problem in real life with a zero?!!?"
I put my hand in the pockets of my fleece housepants and dramatically questioned to her "Let's see,... if I have nine pockets of nothing how much money do I have?"
A poignant statement in a recession I reckon.
Jan 15, 2010
Jan 12, 2010
Jan 8, 2010
The posting of colors on Facebook
You may have noticed status updates being colors like beige, pink,
red, black.
red, black.
Here is why:
http://whatsdnews.com/why-is-everyone-posting-colors-on-facebook/
Jan 4, 2010
The thing I need to remember everyday
Feet fitted with Peace. "Walking" to peace not to fighting.
As I encounter others know that not everyone is out to take me down. They're just making their way as best they can. E 6:15
As I encounter others know that not everyone is out to take me down. They're just making their way as best they can. E 6:15
Eliot
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The Trifecta of a loaded question
The Horseshoe Crab- the Creators favorite?
Fossils of this creature are found through three major extinctions
because they lived in an environment and ate stuff and did things that
was never radically changed. Some scientists say they can date them
back to 450 million years ago.
Are they God's chosen creature?
Are we supposed to learn something from the part they play in the
story? Feed upon and dwell among that which stands the test of time
perhaps.
Eliot
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