
Driving to the gas station wasn't so bad. It got me out of the house which the doctor says is good for my agoraphobia, but even though they call it a convenient store I find nothing convenient about the fact that I have to leave the comfort of my house just to swap a tire. I've left some pretty shitty tires on my bike for the pretty shitty conditions I knew I was about to ride just because I couldn't bring myself to drive over to the gas station to change it out. I'd rather risk life and limb with a shitty tire than waste fifteen minutes changing a tire.
I know I don't get too many man points with my measly 1.5HP, 155 max PSI, 3 gallon tank equipped inflation device, but I think I like it just fine. I used it to air up a few tires last night, but I really wanted to watch Boondock Saints again so I didn't get around to popping the bead off one of my Stan's setups to put it to a real test. I'm not sure if the Husky marketing had anything to do with influencing my purchase, but the company motto was hard to ignore,

So the way I figure it with gas at $2.80 a gallon once I start changing my tires at home I'll reach the break even point when I inflate my 300th tire. If I carried this thing around with me I could increase it usefulness factor by twelve, but I haven't had the time to figure out if I can Awesome Strap this thing to my bike. It might take a couple straps... dunno. I do know Jeremy would never get it into his fantastic, antiquated seatbag, so suck on that holier than thou seatbag guy.
AYCGSMCPUCD

Sorry about the Judas Priest yesterday (not really). Yes Thom, Turbo Lover was not well received with the true metal heads of our generation. They switched over to synthesized guitars for the album, and it sounded like crap. I think they even used synthesized drums, and maybe even synthesized synthesizers. Still I can't hardly contain my chuckles any time I think about the dancing skeleton on the motorcycle... yes, if you didn't watch it you missed a dancing skeleton on the motorcycle.
You can't retreat, I spy like no other.

10 comments:
Turbo lover was my guilty pleasure. Around all my metalhead friends I badmouthed it but once at home. It was full on Priest time. I did the same thing with Maidens Somewhere in Time.
Maybe it(the air compressor) will fit in my pack? Considering now I have three busted packs...
1. Wingnut Hyper 2.5...ripped wing pocket mesh
2. Wingnut Hyper 3.0....busted main compartment zipper
3. Camelbak Hawg...busted main compartment zipper.
Now my trusty seatpack have outlived all 3 of these packs by a multiple and square of 3.
When your awesome strap does that...give me a call.
Did you lose the American Made Titanium Bottle Opener you made me buy you at the Great SSWC08 from Mark at PMW already? Or is that the lucky bathroom opener?
wv:trboh8r
Compressors are for pussies, do it like a man with a floor pump...make the neighbors believe there is a domestic dispute when you start cursing at the really stubborn tires!
No joke, Turbo Lover is on my "Pre-race get wicked stoked mix," that I keep in the car for when I forget my ipod.
One of the kids I carpool with who's into "Punk Bands" (y'know, the post-Blink 182 ones) stares a hole in my head as I sing along, pounding on the steering wheel and mangling Halford's high notes.
I hate your sidebar.
It screams WHORE and not in the makamewet way it should.
Would it make you feel better if your logo was bigger?
You're a Depot shopper...bad man. Go to Lowe's.
So what's the word? Can your compresser seat a tubeless tire or not?
Carl,
Yup.
Fast and easy. I've used it what seems like a bajillion times already.
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