Thursday, June 28, 2007

Dead Zone update

It hasn't happened for a few weeks now. Whatever mysterious force was acting on my car has moved on, probably to sucking cows brains out of their bottoms, or abducting midwestern americans for a laugh. But seriously, I think Mulder and Scully can go back to the crown green bowling and bingo. I did have a problem with the rotor arm assembly, which cost me a cool £60 to get sorted at the garage. I'm hoping there'll be no more nasty suprises from the car as I'm looking for a new one after the holidays and could do without spending any additional wedge.

The rainstorm

It's a fucking great car, a few rattles and the kids have ruined the seats with various spillages, vom, yoghurt, mud, trodden in biscuit, Babybel wax (fucking purple wax BASTARDS) wrappers, unidentified sticky stuff and one episode with snot. Aside from that, and I must also add at this juncture that despite the punishment, it still smells okay, it is still a dream motor. Albeit a 12 year old dream motor. If I get the same reliability out of my next car I'll be very lucky.

Sausage Roll


Sausage Roll
Originally uploaded by Smallbrainfield.
We've had important visitors at work today, who seem to be on a diet, as vast quantities of uneaten buffet food have appeared in the office upstairs. Ahh, the humble sausage roll. This one had an actual sausage in it, rather than a smeared piece of flattened meat puree. A bit bland, but the pastry was perfectly done.

Thursday, June 07, 2007

Dead Zone

This is the sort of thing I used to read about in Fortean Times' letters page.
Every day when I drive to work, I pass through a particular junction and stop at a certain set of traffic lights. Without fail, when the lights change and I come to set off, the engine nearly dies and I have to dip the clutch and slap the accelerator down to avoid stalling (which has happened once or twice). It happens too often to be a fluke; (me not pressing the accelerator hard enough) and it doesn't happen anywhere else. It's like a dead zone for combustion engines.
The environmental impact of me stamping on the juice at this particular point (not to mention the extra cost of petrol) notwithstanding, this is a genuinely odd phenomenon. I haven't yet tried asking other drivers at the junction if this phenomenon is affecting their cars or whether it is peculiar to my car or particular brand of motor. Perhaps there is some sort of electromagnetic interference caused by cables under the road (it is close to a river, too). Perhaps my car is geomagnetically attuned, like a pair of divining rods. Perhaps I just need a new exhaust.
Ten years ago I'd have blamed it on UFOs. I haven't noticed any lost time or a sore arse or any of the other things normally associated with alien abduction, so I think I can rule that out. Besides, UFO abduction is sooo last century darling. I can only assume it is some sort of secret government weapon designed to immobilise vehicles. This makes perfect sense as A: Nobody trusts the government, so it's obviously them and B: It clearly doesn't work properly. I wish it was a case for Mulder and Scully, but it's not really that involved is it? Still I'd like to know the cause.
Whatever it turns out to be, don't forget that the truth is out there.