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Sounds good (based on a 4 mile round trip) not too loud so far just right. My 89 year old Mom is in the hospital in L.A. so I’ll find out at 4am on my 360 mile trip there.
No idea about bad gas but the tank came & went without issue. I'm home, was "thrown out" of the hospital 20 minutes before I planned on leaving, the nurse "Dawn" has a formal complaint with the hospital so there's that.
I'll explain with a pic of a Minnesota asshole story to come too.
So, Mom likes to walk. They don't want her moving around without a nurse. At 8:30am, I called through the remote that calls the nurse (as we were instructed) and said she wants to go for a walk. They said ok.
At 9:30, I went to the nurse's station and asked what happened, they said we didn't know what room she was in. I said she wants to go for a walk, About 30 minutes later an obnoxious woman came in and said they were doing rounds and were busy, I said it has been over an hour, and much more troubling is that they said they did not know which room the call came from, what if it had been an emergency?
She sarcastically said a walk is not an emergency, I said I did not think nor infer it was. (without yelling and I was over 10 feet away), she said I was yelling and aggressive and ordered me to leave, I said I'm neither of those things, you are demeaning me and my mom and her needs and I will leave but what is your name? She said Dawn, I said that's it, Dawn? She said that's all you get, I said you will be hearing from your administrator.
I got the patient services number and called, left a message, and an hour later filed a formal complaint. Hopefully, she adjusts her bullshit.
Here is a Minnesota asshole, going 50 in a 75 in the passing lane, that stayed there blocking 20 cars behind me, for a solid three minutes, and when the semi slowed down and gave me room to move over, came INTO ME and only because I moved over partially into the shoulder did they not hit me.
I agree they are overwhelmed and overworked but that is no excuse to be crazy.
My mom went to the er for an infection in her eye and has been diagnosed with lung cancer. A disease that killed my Dad about 19 months ago, so stay home if you can’t be professional.
it wasn’t about the walk at that point it was about not knowing what room the request came from and going off when the concern was voiced.
On the trip on some of the awful CA. roads (10 west & east) there was a bunch of rear bounce, I'm hoping from using the wedge to lift the suspension. So I ordered these:
2008-2016 Toyota Sequoia - Firestone "Coil-Rite" Air Bag Helper Springs (NO-DRILL) [REAR]
Want to know how to tell that they can't afford that McLaren? Towed in an open trailer with their own car lol.
As far as the MN Jeep:
Don't want to speed? Ok, GTFO the passing lane ASAP. At first, he was going 55 in a 70 and only sped up as the semi sped up. This asshat conspicuously, stayed EXACTLY where I could not get around him, At first I waited, then from a reasonable distance gave two short bright flashes, every 20 seconds I got closer until I was up his ass with the brights on (a solid 2 minutes) when finally I had room AND WAS ALONGSIDE HIM! he started coming INTO ME.
That is an asshole of an entirely different nature.
Don't want to speed? Ok, GTFO the passing lane ASAP. At first, he was going 55 in a 70 and only sped up as the semi sped up. This asshat conspicuously, stayed EXACTLY where I could not get around him, At first I waited, then from a reasonable distance gave two short bright flashes, every 20 seconds I got closer until I was up his ass with the brights on (a solid 2 minutes) when finally I had room AND WAS ALONGSIDE HIM! he started coming INTO ME.
That is an asshole of an entirely different nature.
I agree, I hate asshats who ride the left lane going slow. In some states that illegal.
It is illegal in Az, another component of the frustration, this was just inside the Az border when speeds increased after being stuck at 65 for 100 miles because not getting a ticket in Ca.
Interestingly, today is a year since I took her to Santa Monica.
That was my thought, if you're only using it for the bags it's likely sufficient.
If you were wanting to use it for anything external of that, probably uindersized.
An ARB single is more than enough to fill tires with. I know plenty of people using them in their Jeeps for just that. The dual is faster at filling, not necessarily better at it. If you're constantly airing up/down 37" tires then the dual is the way to go. The single is probably more than adequate for what you're trying to do.
lol whats the story behind this. Old fart mistook gas for brake?
I'm ashamed to admit this was my knee jerk reaction, turns out per LAPD, the Prius made a u-turn into Arnold.
On an unrelated note, this story reminded me of this, what say you guys about this:
A friend of my parents moved from that tree lined quiet away from the unwashed masses where this accident happened above Santa Monica in the hills to Venice beach, a place that is synonymous with wild parties, drugs, homeless and general debauchery (I lived there when I was 18) And are now upset to the point of making it into the L.A. times over their outrage.
It was the way this is describing it in 1980, maybe not as bad but it was where many homeless ended up. I had an apartment slightly bigger than a closet shared with two guys that was 600 a month then, that was a frtune!
Column: Their Venice home feels unsafe. They blame public officials, not homeless Angelenos
They took long walks, enjoyed gazing across open sea from their patio, and strolled to nearby restaurants for dinner. The neighborhood was funky, and even a bit sketchy, but their four sons and grandchildren were happy to drop by, and the beach was their playground.
A little over a decade ago, things began to change. The neighborhood took on some harder edges, more people began camping along the boardwalk, and the Krauses no longer felt as safe as they once had.
“I’d say it really exploded about three years ago,” said Arthur.
Tents multiplied, and the beach became an open-air clinic for the poor, the addicted and those in physical or mental distress.
“I see people wake up, lower their pants and go to the bathroom,” Rini said. “The beach is supposed to be for everybody.”
“I can’t even have my grandchildren here now,” said Arthur.
I visited the Krauses on Memorial Day, and Arthur agreed to take a walk with me, but Rini decided to stay home. She doesn’t like to venture south on the boardwalk any longer, because the scene is so disturbing.
“This is not civilization,” Arthur said about the sprawl of tents and trash.
When I described the Krauses’ situation to Va Lecia Adams Kellum, chief executive of the nearby St. Joseph Center, which does homeless outreach, she expressed sympathy. “My heart goes out to that family and I want to make it better,” she said, noting that a “failed investment in affordable housing and years of the wealth gap just being ignored” have led to this collapse.
“The oceanfront walk can’t be what it is today. It’s not good for the residents and it’s not good for the unhoused,” said Adams Kellum.
In recent months, Coley King, a physician and director of homeless healthcare at the Venice Family Clinic, says he’s seen the mental and physical health of Venice’s homeless population deteriorate. “It’s kind of a perfect storm of a long pandemic and a lot of emotional stress from there not being enough housing,” he said.
One of the Krauses’ sons, Mitchell, told me he still visits his parents with his son. But they are more likely to stay in the house than they used to be.
“My parents are very socially liberal,” he told me. “They just want people taken care of, and they want the neighborhood to be nice for everybody.”
In the late ’90s, I lived several blocks inland and often rode my bike past the Krauses’ property. In the time since, the area has become both more gentrified and more of an epicenter of social collapse, two forces in natural conflict.
“Venice Beach, where I live, is on edge these days,” my colleague Robin Abcarian wrote just a few days ago, reporting on opposition — in the traditionally liberal stronghold — to a proposed affordable housing project that would sit one block from the beach.
City Councilman Mike Bonin, who represents the area, is one of the most persistent local officials in trying to address homelessness, and one of the most polarizing. His recent proposals to set up temporary campsites at beaches and parks have been both praised and attacked, and a recall movement is underway.
The Krauses intend to sign the petition, and when I asked what they’d tell Bonin if he had joined our conversation, Arthur was blunt.
“I could not even have a conversation with Mike Bonin,” he said, telling me he has sent numerous emails and photos to the councilman’s office without a response.
From the Krauses’ patio, during my visit, we looked out at dozens of tents and tarps, and at mounds of trash that were being stockpiled near the public restrooms. People were beginning to poke their heads out of tents.
One homeless woman, barefoot and in obvious mental distress, was caked in dirt. Another sat below the Krauses’ patio and bit into some pizza she fished out of the trash. A middle-aged man scratched himself as if he was under attack from bed bugs.
The Krauses have developed a habit of sitting low enough in their patio chairs to block their view of what’s just a few feet away. Instead, they look out on open water, with the Santa Monica Pier in the distance and the mountains wrapping an arm around Malibu. They can fool themselves into believing that Los Angeles has finally tackled its homelessness challenge, at least until they stand up, and L.A.’s greatest failure is spread out before them, as enduring as the pounding surf.
The Krauses’ condo is flush against the beach path, not far from the sand, and I told them there would be those who say that if you want to live that close to the beach, you ought to expect some company, for better and worse. Some readers, I told them, won’t have much pity for the poor people living in valuable beachfront property who don’t have the greatest view anymore.
Arthur, a financial planner and a Democrat, said his problem is not with the homeless people, but with elected officials who have the power to offer relief to both the housed and the unhoused, but have lost control. Every part of the city has people “who are for the homeless or against the homeless,” Arthur said, but there’s no consensus, or middle ground, or leadership.
“It’s gotten to the point where it’s not democracy anymore,” he said. “It’s anarchy.”
Does he have all the solutions? No. More housing, for sure, he said. But not at $500,000 per unit. What’s wrong with dormitory-style housing, he asked, at least transitionally, so more people can move indoors more quickly?
“We need to get all the people in one room and say, look, we have to come to some decisions … and figure out what are we going to do with the sick people, what are we going to do with the veterans. There are veterans sleeping outside the VA,” he said.
“You have to have a plan and you have to have markers. I don’t know what the markers are, but every month you need a report saying what progress has been made…. You have to keep score, and feet have to be held to the fire.”
Twice, the Krauses have listed their condo for sale but didn’t get any offers to their liking. Prices are depressed because of what’s happened to the neighborhood, Arthur said, and they’re not yet fully committed to leaving a place they fell in love with almost 20 years ago.
Maybe, with the right leadership, the neighborhood will be what it once was.
Maybe.
On Monday, I plan to ask Mike Bonin what that leadership might look like.
I can't wait for the public officials to do another "sweep" to move the houseless population out of the area. Instead of, you know, providing programs to fix the root cause.
Today was either going to be the airbags or compressor, I took the easy way out.
25 feet of hose came yesterday, it's waiting for a 10' hose to go from the compressor to a 2.5 gallon tank that will go under the truck.
I'll either do the bags during the week or next weekend.
Merry Monday, compressor wired up, just need the tank to complete its install. Switch has a temporary home, will be going in a 3D printed switchplate a guy on the forum makes, he will be making two larger openings for the larger switch.
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