#car trouble

[newyorkthegoldenage]

Car trouble on West 88th St., 1950s.

Photo: Ruth Orkin via orkinphotos.com

#vintage New York #1950s #Ruth Orkin #vintage car #fixing car #Upper West Side #car trouble #fixing vintage car #vintage NYC

[eyeofnewtblog]

Things that happen at home:

So, my mom had her first symphony concert this weekend, and I’m happy to report that it was a smashing success.

What I personally thought was really cool is that the whole symphony is mostly older women. Most of the brass section was older men though, and you could tell that the trumpet and trombone players were having a great time with the music (lots of jamming out head and shoulders movement) and WOW that tuba player has A Set Of Lungs.

Honestly kinda makes me miss the days when Middle Sister would stand just outside my bedroom door and just BLAST through her practice session as fast as possible. Yes, she was a tuba player. Yes, she was in marching band and orchestra. Yes, I absolutely ran out screaming “MOOOOOOMMMMMM!!!!!” Every. Single. Time. No, that did not stop her in anyway whatsoever.

Anyway, there was also a cello soloist that performed with violin and viola accompaniment, and he was legitimately fantastic. I told my mom during intermission that she was better and she did her scrunch up face of You’re Full Of Shit But I Like The Support which was cute.

I was sitting next to my one of my cousins for the concert and we both kept side eyeing each other and giggling about how he was bobbing along and jamming out…for those of you that don’t know, it’s very easy to jam out and look cool when you have either a very small instrument or a very large instrument.

When you have a medium instrument, like a cello or French horn, you just look silly if you’re jamming out (saxophone is the exception) and my mom has this very…contained way of playing that looks intense but graceful and determined. So to see someone looking like they’re jamming out on an electric guitar while playing a cello was just…hilarious to us, because we’ve been watching my mom jam out for decades and never seen anyone look so goofy while sounding so good.

One of my moms work friends showed up, and she was an absolute delight. Complete sweetheart; it’s also really fucking funny to tease government contractors about their top secret clearances and joke about their projects or basically anything that they aren’t allowed to talk about. (I teased her specifically about being in the CIA because she does intelligence analysis; my husband and I have a long standing “argument” about if my mom works on quantum computers or making targeted ai satellite systems talk to each other, because honestly her PhD could easily allow for both) the goal is to make relatively small jokes and then drop it quickly because you don’t actually want them to violate their security protocols…but fucking hell if it isn’t fun to toe the line.

My mechanic husband had the dubious joy of teaching me how to jump start a car in the parking lot without jumper cables. (My car battery is in the fritz and needs replacement but we honestly thought it could wait another month or so…)

But basically you put the car in neutral, push it into a position that it can roll naturally downhill, then put it in either first gear or reverse (which ever way is down hill, basically) and release the clutch. I’m pretty sure this only works on automatic transmission vehicles, but I could be wrong and didn’t ask for clarification.

I’d like to point out that we were in a crowded parking lot with a perfectly functioning set of jumper cables. We could have absolutely asked any of the ten people walking by if we could get a jump. We could have waited for my cousin to come out, because we were parked right next to each other. But no. “What if you’re stuck by yourself? You pride yourself on being able to get out of anything.”

That man knows me too well.

Overall, great night. Fantastic concert, great learning experience, got to be an absolute little shit. 10/10, would do again.

#humans are space orcs #my mom is amazing as always #cello is the best instrument I’ll die on this hill #car trouble #marry a mechanic #trust me it works #but also #marry a plumber #either way you will never be helpless again

[atths--twice]

Saw this on Twitter and had to write a little something. ❤️

Their car began to overheat at mile marker 203, barely making it to the service station.

He sighed as he took off his suit jacket and rolled up his sleeves while she called for another rental car.

“They said about thirty minutes,” she told him, hanging up as she joined him.

“Great,” he said with another sigh. “It’s blazing out, no wonder the car overheated.”

“Yeah,” she agreed, fanning herself and looking around. “Least we made it here and we’re not stuck on the side of the road.”

“Hmm,’” he hummed, as he also looked around. “Look at that.” He pointed to a dirt field with bases laid out to create a small baseball diamond. “Come on.”

“But the car…”

“Thirty minutes you said,” he told her, grinning as he started to walk toward the field. “We got time.”

She nodded, taking his offered hand to step over the path of half tires that had been set up as a barrier between the parking lot and the loose gravel walkway. He squeezed it as he let go and they continued to the field.

“Man,” he said, shaking his head as he looked at the dirty and stained up bases. “This takes me back.”

“You play a lot as a kid?” she asked, looking around with a small smile.

“Not really on a team as my folks couldn’t afford it, but neighborhood pick up games? Hell yeah.”

He spied a ball in the grass at the edge of the dirt lot and he smiled. Picking it up, he stared at it and then smelled it, his eyes closing. God, it smelled like summer and bologna sandwiches, warm sunshine and the tired feeling you got from riding your bike from morning till night.

It smelled like childhood.

“You ever play baseball as a kid?” he asked, smelling it again.

“Yeah,” she said with a small nod. “I was a pretty fast runner.”

“Smell that,” he said, holding the ball out to her. “What does it make you think of?”

She took a small sniff and hummed.

“Running through sprinklers. Eating sticky, melting popsicles. Riding my bike through the neighborhood and stopping by people’s houses without calling ahead.”

“Exactly. Like childhood,” he said with a grin and she nodded.

“Yeah.”

“Wanna have a catch?” he asked, popping the ball off of his forearm and catching it in his hands.

She stared at him and then looked down at her attire. He anticipated hearing a no and was taken by surprise when she nodded as she began to unbutton her blazer.

“Let’s see what you got,” she said, dropping her blazer outside the diamond without a care that it would get dirty. He grinned and stepped toward the pitcher's mound, rolling the ball around in his hand.

She stood at home plate, awaiting his throw. When he let it go, she caught it easily, tossing it right back to him. She smiled and he smiled back, throwing the ball once again.

By the time the replacement rental car pulled into the station, they were both hot and sweaty, but smiling from ear to ear. He tossed the ball up one more time as she collected her blazer.

“Thanks,” he whispered, setting it onto the middle of home plate and walking over to join her.

Their luggage and other personal items transferred to the new car, they got in and turned the air conditioning up to high.

Leaving the rental agent behind to figure out what to do with the broken car, they waved and made their way to the driveway of the parking lot.

They both glanced at the empty lot just as a group of kids rode up on their bikes. All of them dropped their bikes, shouting and laughing as they took out baseball bats and more balls from backpacks or even pockets. Two teams were quickly formed and they began a game, the ball making contact with the bat with a loud crack! and then cheering.

“Nothing replaces that feeling,” he said softly, turning on his blinker to turn left and leave the dirt lot in the rearview mirror.

She covered his hand with hers briefly and he smiled as he nodded.

Well, almost nothing, he thought, glancing at this new partner of his, wondering when it would be a good time to tell her he was falling head over heels for her.

“Let’s find a place to eat,” she said, turning the vent to blow the cool air more directly onto her. “I’m starving.”

“Me too,” he agreed, smiling with a nod, the memory of her happy laughter, as he ran the bases with his hands over his head in mock celebration, echoing in his head. “How about burgers and shakes?”

“Yes!” she agreed. “Something chocolate and deliciously cold.”

“Your wish is my command,” he said, stepping on the gas as her laughter rang out once again.

#the x files #xf fanfic #msr #happy #ficlet #inspired story #baseball #like a kid again #playing catch #au… ish #new partners #falling in love #laughing #car trouble

[hopecomesbacktolife]

🎶 would you still feel alone if your nightmares left / and they never returned home?

I'll say it now cause it's long overdue / whatever happens, I'll never forget you 🎶

#floppy fish #car trouble #owl city #a literally perennial bop I’ve had it on repeat for days now <333 #it’s legit making me feel so happy every time I play it. god I love owl city <333 #hello hootowls how are we doing ♡ between this and #dinosaur park #it’s like a hootowl renaissance over here and I absolutely love it. I’ve been listening to so much ocean eyes and atbab recently too and. #yeah ♡ #personal #also ‘and my eta just jumped to mia’ still gets me every time it’s so good #thank you mr city ♡

[snydergurl]

Floppy Fish (Preview2) [AKA Car Trouble] - Owl City

#owl city #adam young #floppy fish #preview #part 2 #aka #car trouble #omg

[howyoustudythestars]

Complete the poem:

Roses are red The sea is teal Adam Young cooked...

#owl city #adam young #car trouble #coco moon deluxe

[lordplavis]

I....

I had a trip from hell.

My car has a broken starter. And i can't afford to get it repaired so i decided to drive to my grandpas farm to repair it there.

Unfortunately i had to drive 200km to get there.

I got my flatmate and her gf to pushstart me so everything was well as long as i didn't stall the engine....

Or so i thought

About 55km from my grandpas the car started haveing all sorts of weird issues.

Displays flickering at first. Then systems started to fail like Power steeering, the break booster and all sorts of other systems.

I suspected some sort of issue with the battery. Maybe a small short circute draining the battery.

Sooooo i did the logical thing.

Driving like a mad woman in third gear at 80kph to spin the engine near redline and thereby turning the generator faster to produce more power.

This stupid solution kinda worked surprisingly.

But not very well.

Periodically all sorts of systems would fail.

And it slowly got worse again...

And especially with the power steering and break booster failing more and more often the drive got really physically taxing.

I managed to drive 50km with a car that was physically fighting me and having a sezure.

But 5km before my destination it gave up the ghost.

Everything went black and I just about managed to pull to the side.

I put on the emergency lights and put out the appropriate markings and then called my grandpa.

Luckily he was able to toe me all the way home.

By now even the emergency lights had failed so my uncle had to drive behind me.

And after the longest fucking 5km of my life I finally was there.

Honestly I'm glad I made it an di honestly have a stronh urge to burn that fucking deamon car to the ground.

But sadly i need this pice of shit and hopefully i can fix it.

#I hate cars #car trouble #my personal little horror story

[navybrat817]

I have two more payments left on my car! ❤️

So, naturally, my hubby's car has broken down AGAIN and we'll likely have to pick up another car payment soon.

Where's my sugar daddy? 😂😭

#navybrat rambles #tuesday #it's the worst #car trouble #money woes #where's my sugar daddy? #are you reading my tags? #go drink some water #stay hydrated my friends #personal

[tanuki1029]

Car exploded. Still homeless

Cashapp: ChoshiGaiden

PayPal: ChoshENook

#emergency help #fucking. fuck me #homeless #car trouble

[hellcheerficdatabase]

Chances Are

Author: Piper1016

Rating/Warning: General, implied ED

Chapter Count: 3/3

Description: Small-town girl Chrissy Cunningham is desperate to get to a Metallica concert when her car breaks down on the way. Eddie Muson and his sidekick swoop in to save the day.

It's hard to belive but Warrant, Black Crows, Metallica, and Aerosmith did play a concert together in June of 1990. And Aerosmith was the headlining act. Not Metallica.

Tags: Alternate universe- no vecna, meet cute, future fic, car trouble, Chrissy just wants to go to her concert dammit, hitchhiking, fluff, Eddie is a sweetie, Robin is a sweetie, they so cute, Chrissy POV, multiple chapters, status: Completed

#Alternate universe- no vecna #meet cute #future fic #car trouble #Chrissy just wants to go to her concert dammit #hitchhiking #fluff #Eddie is a sweetie #Robin is a sweetie #they so cute #Chrissy POV #multiple chapters #status: Completed #eddie munson #eddissy #eddie x chrissy #eddsy #chrissy deserved better #munningham #eddie and chrissy #chreddie #hellcheer #stranger things #chrissy cunningham

[thoughtportal]

spotted on an afternoon walk

#car trouble #check engine light #bumper sticker

[snydergurl]

#owl city #adam young #car trouble #aka #floppy fish #new single #:)

[danglovely]

Shocked that she was actually listening.

#kim possible #drakken #shego #car trouble

[hypernovafirefly]

Car Troubles

So, I just had some kinda expensive (and potentially more expensive if my check engine light comes back on) car repairs, so I'm thinking of opening a couple commission slots.

I haven't figured out pricing yet, but if you're interested, please reach out, and I'll figure out a price range.

Also, please, if you do commission me, commission me to do something like the art that I do. I don't do portraits or pet portraits, or landscapes or things like that. I do surreal figures :) So if you want a surreal figure painting, please let me know.

#hypernovafirefly rambles #commissions open #car trouble

[myinconnelly1]

Nameless Need Part 6 - Wedding

Masterlist

W/c: 1005

Summary: Selena 'Lena' Allen convinces her neighbor, Adam, to pretend to be her boyfriend so that a Stalker will leave her alone. Things get a little out of hand after that.

Warnings: Slow burn, back seat pre smut, cuteness

“You don’t snore or like flail around in your sleep, or anything right?”  Adam asked.  His bags were packed, and he was hanging out helping Lena get her last-minute things done.

“How should I know?”  She shrugged.  Lena was feeling like getting a single bed for the two of them at the wedding might have been a problem.  Adam was asking a lot of questions, and while most of them seemed to be jokes, her mind was playing tricks on her.

“Old boyfriend mentioned it or something,” he teased.  “I’m sure it will be fine it’s just two nights.”

“Right,”  Lena said zipping up her bag.  “My aunt should be here soon.  Wanna help me get the stuff by the door?”  Before he could agree or they could move, a knock sounded at the door.  “Hey Auntie,”  Lena said as she opened the door.

“Oh Selena, the traffic on the way here was terrible, I was sure that I was going to be late.”  Lena’s aunt was a nice sounding woman who didn’t seem to have adopted the New York way of talking.  “And this must be Adam, Lenie, you never told me how handsome he was,”

“Lenie?” Adam asked grinning so big he could have been a cartoon character.

“Sorry, Auntie, I guess it just didn’t occur to me.  Sometimes he is just too much of a dumbass,”  Lena wrinkled her nose at Adam, in the way that always made his stomach flip.

“Selena, we talked about this, just because you work at a hospital doesn’t mean you get to use that kind of language near me.”

“Sorry, auntie.  But thank you for letting us use your car for the weekend.  I wasn’t sure how we would get to the wedding with such short notice.”  Lena had grabbed her bag and was giving Adam the look that told him to get his stuff before something stopped them.

“Of course, Lenie, I love the idea of staying at your modern apartment!  Now listen, I took the car in and had some work done on it, because the check engine light came on.  The people at the shop told me it was all set, but if you see the light come back on don’t worry.”  Lena’s aunt gave her a little kiss on the cheek before handing over the keys for her sedan.

Lena and Adam were about halfway to the hotel they were staying at for the wedding when steam started coming out of the engine and the car sputtered to a stop.

“You’ve got to be kidding,”  Lena said as she turned the car off and looked under the hood.

“Lena, get back in the car, we’ll call an Uber or something,”  Adam said from the passenger seat.  It was pouring rain and there was no way that Lena could see anything in the pathetic light caused by her own headlights.  “Lena?”  He asked quietly as got out of the car.  She was standing under the hood crying.

“I’m sorry, I’m just stressed.  I hate lying to my friends, and Charlie is… well he’s just Charlie I guess.”

“Listen if your friends can’t accept you as you are, and don’t understand you pretending to have a boyfriend for creepy ass stalker to leave you alone, then they aren’t very good friends.  As for Charlie… I might not be able to talk about him.  I just want to see the look on his face when I parade you around that wedding.”  Adam finished in a huff.  He reached out and wiped the tears from Lena’s cheeks.

“Adam,”  Lena sighed when Adam touched her.  He had spent more time than he would admit in polite company jerking off to the way she had said his name in the hallway.  “What if we didn’t lie?”

Adam’s whole body froze.

“You want me to be your boyfriend?”  His voice was deeper than normal when he asked the question and Lena looked up at him trying to gage his reaction.

“It was a stupid idea, I’m sorry,”  Lena had started but Adam cut her off with a kiss as they stood soaking wet in the rain.

“Stop saying your sorry,”  Adam growled against her lips as he lifted her from the ground and carried her to the back seat of her aunt’s car.

It was a tight fit for them, and Lena figured that any car would be too small for Adam as he was gigantic.

“Fuck, your soaked,” Adam growled as his hands pawed at Lena.  Her clothes, and his for that matter, were dripping from standing out in the rain.  And while Adam’s skin radiated heat, Lena had started to shiver.  “Do you have dry clothes in your bag?”

“Yes,”  She gasped as he continued to kiss her and make no motion to get her bag.  “Adam-“ She cut off with a whimper as he rutted against her covered core.

“Say my name,”  He grunted against her mouth.  His hands were feeling her up everywhere he had been wanting to touch her for so long now.  His phone buzzed in the front seat, but he ignored it.

“Adam, please,”  Lena started to ask him to wait, but the way he ground himself against her made her shake down to her toes.

“Fuck I want you,”  Adam growled near her throat.  She hummed at his words and might have lulled into the moment, except a horn honked outside.  Adam pulled away from her as she jumped. 

Adam’s phone had a message from the Uber driver that they were ready to pick them up.  Lena fixed her hair a bit, as Adam turned to caress her cheek.

“I still want you,”  He said more softly this time.  Lena didn’t look up at him, but her cheeks were flushed pink, and from the cadence of her breath he suspected she wanted him too.

“Let’s get our stuff.”  She sighed finally.  Adam could tell from her tone she was holding something back from him, and he was starting to get confused.

#adam sackler #adam sackler x ofc #nurse!ofc #car trouble #slow burn #fake dating