||[Feb. 25th, 2012|12:21 am]
I was planning on hitting CarMax tomorrow, trade in the mini and select a new car. |
Instead, as I pulled out of the driveway, there was a squeal and a flapping noise, and a bunch of idiot lights came on. The power steering cut out, and suddenly the engine dropped to about 2% of it's usual power. As I figured out later, the serpentine belt had snapped. I limped back into the driveway, having to detour as the car could not make it up the hill on the back route, it just didn't have the power.
A call to Enterprise, and an hourish later I drove to work in a Dodge Avenger. Amusingly, it has a tag in the window, Dodg Aven, is is so damn close to Doug Ayen that at first I thought they had just mispelled my name on some sort of ill-concieved lessee-identification program.
After work, I reassembled the TriniTea, and it worked for at least it's first test and the first real pot of decaf earl grey.
Having fixed one thing, and wanting to get back to finishing off that pizza cutter, I turned to the X-Y table on the mini-mill. As I suspected, it turned out whoever set up the gibs did a horrible job. After loosening up all the gib studs and the tension lever screw, I moved it to the extreme left position, where it has laways bound up before. After confirming I had full range of motion, I re-tensioned the gib studs, locked them down, and reset the tension lever. If this makes no sense to you, don't worry, it works. And I probably got some terms wrong.
Enough for one night. Bedtime.