Saturday, October 26, 2024

I hate when that happens...

 

If you said, "From a Saturday Night Live routine with Billy Crystal back when he was a cast member," you get 30 bonus points.  If you said, "My Momma said I shouldn't use the word 'hate'," you are a wuss.  And if you said, "My Momma said I shouldn't use the word 'wuss'," you spend way too much time being a tattle-tale.  And tell your Momma I said, "Bite me."

A couple things I did yesterday are having ramifications today.  I got a flu and Covid shots yesterday.  When I have gotten these in the past,  I felt it the next day: chills, headache, and body aches. "Dr Google" says that is a sign that the shots are working to provide immunity.  It kicked in last night, got worse overnight, and even my hair hurts this morning.  I hate when something that is suppose to protect you causes you aches and pains.

I have some tasks to get through today: last night, I tried to get the oil filter off the CTX so I could finish the oil change.  It wouldn't budge.  Joan tried, too... because she is big and strong.  And she chose to not get shots, so she isn't aching.

This morning, I tried again.  No joy.  I enlisted Dan, because he is younger and stronger than I am.  Nope.  Joan said, "Did you try some WD-40 on the seal?"  I did not.

A few minutes later, she came out of the garage and said, "I've got it loose - do you want to put a pan under the connection to catch the drips?"  Of course, she said, "I told you to put some WD-40 on it..."

I really hate when that happens.  Because I will hear about this over and over when there is any mention of oil changes, oil filters, tools, motorcycles, scooters... and my head is pounding, I don't feel like crawling around on the floor, and a really don't want to hear "I told you so."  But, yes, she told me so.

I put 3 quarts of oil in the bike, put the battery in it, and fired it up.  It started right up.  I knew it would need more oil, but I was letting it get into the filter before topping it off...

I still need to service the chain and check the tires, but his is as much as my achy body can handle today... I'm not taking it for a ride, so that can wait.

Then Joan said to me, "Next time this needs any service, we need to take it to the dealer and let somebody younger do it."  Yeah, I really hate when that happens.  Since the Burgman gets more miles on it, it will be quite a while before the CTX needs another oil change.  And I usually do the filter every other change.  But, rather than explain that, I told her, "Next time this bike needs service, I will sell it!"

I will probably change my mind when I feel up to riding it again.  ;-)



2 comments:

Earl49 said...

I never trust shops to put on oil filters. Years ago one put the filter on the car engine with so much torque that when I got a breaker bar to extend my leverage, the engine was rocking up off the motor mount on one side before it finally broke loose. I had a similar experience once when letting the Chevy dealer change out my summer tires for studded winter tires in Anchorage. I had to use a six-foot bar from the floor jack to break the lug nuts loose. They swore up and own that they used a torque tube to put 80 foot-pounds, but I figure it was more like 175. I'm not a little guy and back then I was much stronger. I could easily max out a torque wrench at 160 ft-pounds. I was afraid of twisting off the lug bolts. Heaven help me if I had to change a tire on the road somewhere in remote Alaska. I don't carry a compressor and an impact driver on the road.

Sorry you are having that reaction, but it seems fairly common with the latest shot. I see my doc in the morning for my semi-annual visit. He will sell the COVID shot (as usual) which I will refuse. But I will take flu, RSV, pneumonia, and anything else that has been properly tested.

Captain Jim and the Blonde said...

Hi Earl - I have a new policy regarding the oil filter: let Joan do it. Joke. Hopefully, I won't have that issue again. Regarding the Covid and flu shots reaction: it passed within 24 hours. Now I'm back to being my normal (??) self again. Good luck at your doctor.