IT’S NFTs WITH A PHOEBE TWIST! IT’S NPHTs!!!
Okay, so they’re not really NFTs. I’m not getting anywhere near the blockchain. But these are even better! Each non-procedurally-generated NPHT will be ‘minted’ to one of my high-tier Puck patrons – and they’ll know it’s theirs because their names will be on them! A new NPHT will be popping up every day or two all throughout April, so vote often to see ’em all!
VOTE TO TAKE IT TO THE MOON!!!
As for this comic…
For those who were questioning Colin’s car knowledge earlier and found his ‘broken transmission’ story somewhat suspect, well…
You were right all along.
There is no bottom. (Except in functional programming.)
It’s tortoises all the way down.
What’s with Colin and this “we” business? Papa’s got no part in Colin’s singularity of stupid.
Well, misery loves company. So Papa got invited to the party. Against his will.
Well, there should be the matter of resolving ‘the tiniest of poopies’, shouldn’t there?
Nah. Let’s just leave that be.
Colin may just have had under-experienced parents.
I know, right?
Ah, the days of carburetor bliss, such halcyon days of yout.
You had weird days of yout.
The spousal Datsun 510 Estate ran better than ever with the Webers I installed.
Sweet, got the ways lack the means….need to ditch the mikuni on ram50. 🙂 dual sidedrafts I’m thinking. I jsut no good at the plumbing/cable running eh? If I can flood and get started 2stroke street bikes, I have patients.
Right? I could fix a carburetor…
Ohh, thank goodness the transmission is hopefully ok.
Yeah, van is fine. I think.
I received the comic so the transmission is fine.
Whether the engine will start is independent of the state of the transmission. Of course Colin doesn’t know this.
Indeed. So much that the man does not know.
Yep. Combination of manual transmission (makes for really ugly sounds with little to no actual damage, plus ability to clutch-kill aka stall the engine) in combination with carburetion (which, unlike fuel injection, is controlled only by air flow and fuel pressure, and can be fooled). I had a ’66 Oldsmobile that, due to being a broke student, I occasionally let run out of gas — and every time it did and I put in a can of fuel, it would flood. I eventually figured out that the carburetor float was jamming if it got all the way down (due to no fuel in the bowl), and after cranking the engine a few seconds so the (mechanical) fuel pump could bring fuel to the carb again, I had to take off the air cleaner and whack the side of the carb with a stick to unjam the float.
Everyone knows that.
You know it well. Honestly, I do not miss the days of flooded engines being a fairly common occurrence. It’s a relic of the past that I’m glad to leave behind.
Unfortunately petrol powered garden tools (lawn mower, rotavator aka tiller) still use carburettors and hence can be flooded. So my dad and sometimes me still have to sort this crap out occasionally. It is long overdue for garden tools to switch to fuel injection, but they’re decades behind. It’s only in recent years that the engines switched from side valves to overhead valves. Time for some EU emissions regulations on garden tools (please!). At the current rate of progress they’ll have all gone battery powered before they get to fuel injection.
I’ve always been very scared of garden tools with engines. And they’re terrible polluters. Which is why I only use hand-powered stuff. I cut my lawn with a reel mower, trim my hedges with shears. I’m vintage that way.
I remember those days.
It was a good machine.
My parents’ garden is far too large and the ground too wet and heavy due to clay to use hand tools to mow or dig. It would finish me off and I’m 56, never mind my dad who is 83. They have enough land to grow a lot of their own vegetables, which offsets the carbon released digging it. Some meals are measured in food yards not miles.
Well, more power to them then. I used to have a large plot and grew a ton of food. I had no power tools. It almost killed me. And I was in my 20’s at the time. So yeah, I get it.
Just wanna say I’m very happy with my battery-powered mower and weed wacker – no gas can stink, no loud noise and of course the environmental benefits. I did learn the hard way not to store the battery in the shed; if it freezes, it wheezes.
When I grew up, my family only used electric everything for outdoor tools. I grew up only using an electric corded mower. Yes, you could run over the cord if you were an idiot, but otherwise it was fine. Not sold on the battery stuff yet. Seem very heavy.
“Tonto, I think we’re surrounded.” “What do you mean, ‘we,’ paleface?”
The royal we.
And they never could explain Colin’s sudden disappearence….
Well, he’s dressed as Fred, so when they find the body, maybe they’ll question Velma, Shaggy, and Scooby and leave Puck and Company alone.
He ran off to join the raccoon circus.
“We”, Colin? We? You aren’t Queen Victoria here. Nor are you Prince Albert . . . . well, maybe, in a can. (Archaic cultural reference, you are welcome!) Fortunately for you, there are too many witnesses for Puck to deal with . . . and besides, Miranda would miss you.
For the record, Puck has never punched Colin. She’s strangled him, dangled him off a building and done other terrible things that we won’t mention, but she has NOT punched him. But there’s a first time for everything.
Eh, I’m not that worried about Colin. Without him, what would Puck be? She’d be Wayne without Shuster, Siegel without Shuster, Capone without Shyster, Wiener without Schnitzel, Jagermeister without Schnapps, Stopper without Show, Jon without Snow, Puck without Snark, Phoebe without Shnorf . . . .
Phoebe needs a Shnorf? I think she’d disagree.
Eh, I needed to end the whole ‘sh’ ‘sn’ rigmarole, and it fit.
goodbye colin
He had a good innings.
What are you, a cricket fan?
When I get thinking the IRL might be the stupidest possible universe (…and this happens too often…) along comes the Puckverse to say “Not so!”
My goal has always been to out-stupid the real world. It’s become increasingly more challenging as the years go on.
Schnorf Phoebe – I like it!
Better not let her dad see that picture, because “ew”…
Indeed.
Test
Poor man. He wants help. He’s not going to get it.–It’s not like he has a reason to be wise to the ways of flooded engines. I’ve heard of them, but I don’t understand them.–Puck probably does. But if she does, why didn’t SHE say anything?
Puck doesn’t understand any of this. But does expect understanding of such things from the men in her life. She’s rather retro that way.
tl;dr
Several anecdata come to mind: Prudence Baxter, and Odette Bigler, both active in regional SCCA[0] racing in the late 1950s and early 1060s, Baxter in a Lotus 11 and Bigler in a Lotus 18
Denise McCluggage, raced all over the world in events like 24 hours of Le Mans, Targo Florio, Nürburgring, Sebring enduros, as well as writing about motor sports for Autoweek (since the first issue) and writing a column in Road and Track.
and Oh By The Way, there’s Pat Moss, sister of the redoubtable Sir Stirling, a phenomenon in her own right.
[0] Sports Car Club of America
Well, she’s been around a while. And her school wasn’t very good.
I am so honored to be the recipient of a dedication !
I am slowly recovering from a sad addiction to online gaming.
Now back to the Real World – PUCK !!!!
Online gaming like Rocket League or online gaming like offshore digital crypto-casino? Either way, so good to have you back, Salem.
My human pet BALDIE bought a used 2018 Nissan Leaf EV a year ago.
$15K for a vehicle with13K miles. He adores it.
I do too. I often jump in and take a nap in the rear window.
With the way gas prices are going, never has a purchase looked smarter.
Puck isn’t short-tempered. In fact, she has no temper at all. :p
Or she has endless temper packed into an infinitely limited space. A black hole of temper, if you will.
God tends to deliver me “Tragedy” that is, in fact, a Blessing.
Very Often.
Like when a case of Fancy Feast fell of an Amazon Truck, and just barely missed me.
Seafood Pate – my favorite
And my tail healed well before the case was exhausted.
Well, God is looking out for you in a punishing sort of way, obviously.
And the night terrors concerning Amazon are decreasing weekly.
Cardboard boxes attacking you in your dreams?
Now they mainly concern Elon Musk.
The man builds zero emission supercars, solar panel roofs, space craft, and owns a major social ail media company !
Obviously an Alien (shudder).
And just bought Twitter. Obviously angling to defeat Superman.
Elon could be a Cat, though.
In a Lovecraft kind of way……
Emily is clearly his spawn.
I will not sleep easy this evening.