A handyman is handy to have at hand. A mechanic in need is a mechanic indeed. And just what are we going to do with all that foam in the box? Continue reading
Tag Archives: maybe it’s just me
Post 259: All Ye Outs in Free
Lurkers. People who read the blog, get a good laugh, read the comments, but NEVER leave a comment themselves. It happens everywhere. Even HuffPost which is rated as the #1 blog on the web this year has millions of readers who never comment. Continue reading
Post 258: Uh. Er. Um.
Folks, it’s like this. I can spend all my time on Craigslist looking for scary/funny/unbelievable things to post here. Or you can be an official minion and find them for me. The pay is low, in fact, all you get is the pride to say “I am a minion in Sparkyville”. Also, you get the satisfaction of knowing you help keep this historic and entertaining blog going. In an election year. Continue reading
Post 255: Something’s Missing
Love is a many splendor’d thing. Lust, however, is rather icky and so very wrong in print. For examples, I present the following mating calls of the male of the species. Continue reading
Post 252: Virtual Cleanliness is Next to the Propane Cylinder
We have a long-standing tradition in the Sparky Shaming world of misunderstanding terms used for various vehicles sold as parts. Or given away as a unit. We had a minty shell and van that had no reverse. We had The Grand Cherokee of the Beast. A Mustang that went zooom in the night. A VW Golf with a smashed in front that still worked perfectly. And one of my favorites, ads for the same make of car all spelled differently: HYUNDIA/hunday/HUYNDAY. Continue reading
Post 250: Just My Luck
You know what Monday’s Post didn’t include? Anything classic YSaC. No ottomans, no dinning tables, no reflecto porn. Is it too much to ask for something we can all get behind?
Wait, this might be it.
Really nice Armour
Making more room in my house. Curb side pick up first come…. Really great condition, used as a dresser at one point and then as an entertainment center! Enjoy! I don’t know the dimensions but it is big and heavy! Bring help and a truck!!!
This is one of those Armour relationships that started as a curb side pickup, then turned into another dimension. Now it’s a cry for help and a truck.
Great find, Ralph. I do think we can all get behind it.
Post 249: Has Anyone Seen My Plethora?
You will always find me in the past. The present can create me. But the future will never taint me. What am I? Continue reading
