I'm the dumb dodo. We were in Lowes getting a few things (we walked out with nothing), and I needed a little bottle of fuel stabilizer or dry gas for my snowblower, so I can put it away. The guy working there said "I recommend just letting it run empty". So I let it run empty. First I had to engage the drive to bring it down to the walkout basement, and get it up the step-in. No problem, it's running anyway. Now I have it in the doorway of the basement, with the exhaust pointing outside. It should take maybe 10 or 15 minutes, right? After all, it's just got a little fuel left from the last time I used it. So it runs, and I wait. And wait. And wait. Two hours, forty-five minutes. I just don't understand. The entire afternoon was spent keeping an eye on it, and listening to it run full-bore. I'm a dumb dodo.
My ears ring like church bells. Too many years working in a wood shop, too many concerts, and too much time in terrible basement bands. Nobody ever wore hearing protection till it was too late. I think it was the David Lee Roth concert back in 1986 or so that made my ears ring for 6 days straight. Oops.
Mister Hectic, have you ever seen the 1940 Laurel & Hardy film Saps At Sea? Several men -- including Mr. Hardy -- suffer nervous breakdowns while working at a horn factory. "Horns! Horns!! Horns!!!" And I consider the Dumb Dodo thread a good place to post this colorized version of the movie. You'll notice the boss wears hearing protection when he's in his private office.
Fortunately, my golden ears are good at dampening on their own. I take care now, but I've had my share of experiences. Hands down, standing about 20 feet from the speaker stack of a Doobies concert at Belmont Track was the most damaging. Most of the times I've played in bands, I've had the speaker system in front of me.
Well sometimes it takes a while before the life lessons of Laurel and Hardy ink in to a 18 to 20 year old kid. For concerts we always got really close to the stage. They didn't fly the speaker arrays from the ceilings, and it was always massive stacks of speaker cabinets right at head height. In our crappy bands, my stack amp was about shoulder height on one side of me, and our drummer's crash symbol was right by my other shoulder. Our motto was, If you can't play good, play loud!" We were really loud...... It took way too long to realize I'd been messing my hearing up. Fortunately, it's just tinnitus, and there's no actual hearing loss. These days, I take better care so that things don't get worse. Laurel and Hardy are always with me.
Oh that what you did with your snowblower. I thought you were trying to blow things out of your rear.
Authorities haven't released this dumb dodo's name. I bet it's Joe. Visitor crosses barrier and falls 70 feet into Kilauea volcano's crater - CNN
Sooner or later, the habit of evading turnpike tolls will.....ahem.....take its toll. I won't make any jokes about this schmuck's name. Someone else can do that. Pa. Turnpike Toll Evader Named Stiff Racks Up $128K In Tolls, Fines
For years they've thought about building a road from Alaska to Russia. Climate change could help that process.
If Oliver Hardy were here, he would probablt tell this dumb schmuck, "It serves you right!" Teen who sued over school ban for refusing vaccine now has chickenpox
I saw that story, but it wasn't clear that he regretted getting it. I think he's one of those "chickenpox party" people, who intentionally get it, to be done with it. After all, the vaccine is made from aborted fetuses, you know.
