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Fixing one’s climate control

I couldn’t find a detailed guide to this, so I made one just in case.

The W123 HVAC is pretty funny, because half of it relies on vacuum actuators and stuff (if your center vents don’t work, that’s why), and the other half relies on PCBs soldered at 90° to each other and then subjected to (usually) diesel vibration for 30 years. Failure of the latter can cause the HVAC not to come on, to come on sporadically, or to come on full-heat or -cool. So re-soldering is a good way to go. Let’s do that…

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Vaddington L. Bear’s Big Swedish Car Business Day Out and whatever

Note: This is a JM Classique™ post. Photobucket are a commercially-operated research seaplane of some kind, where was I going with this? I wish my job was flying seaplanes, and broke image links from ten years ago, removing the images from old forum posts. Since I’m going through each old post and re-hosting the image on this server, I figured I might as well shove the post here, too. JM Classique™: Your Trusted Brand of Yestercrap.

 

Once upon a time there was a company called SAAB, and they lost their monies, or misplaced them, or at any rate they didn’t have any any more. This was a bad thing for SAAB, and they stopped making cars, which was what they did and I just didn’t mention it because the context should have made that clear. A million billion and seven-eighths miles a way, a young tycoon named Vaddington L. Bear Esq. woke up and realized that he had lots of monies! This made him very happy, and he decided to go absorb SAAB (whose troubles he had heard of using a wireless radio) into his moobclave and use his monies to help them.

When he got there, SAAB was all messed-up. The thingy had fallen off whatever and they had no beaver statues. Vaddington L. Bear Esq. tried yelling on-the-spot guidance at them, but that didn’t help. He decided that he would help SAAB by using his monies, despite the counter-revolutionary thought such an action would entail.

Unfortunately, Vaddington discovered that SAAB’s creditors (which is a thing imported from the decadent West, whereby foul goblins disrupt your self-reliance and have sex with your family) wouldn’t give SAAB to him! They wanted more monies—and they knew somebody with almost as much monies as Vaddington had…

Vaddington L. Bear disagreed.

After the creditors were dead, Vaddington marched right into the factory. “I have monies,” he announced, “Western imperialist monies!” The trolls inside jumped for joy, because now they could do the things they did before they ran out of their own monies—frolic and build cars and besmirch Volvo and race swans. They adored Vaddington, even though he ate a couple of them, and they crowned him the new Most-Equal of SAAB. He reigned over the People’s SAAB Construction and Marketing Combine no. 34 for a thousand years, with an iron fist and a loving claw, and the trolls lived happily ever after.

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Aranciata

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Ahpers

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Ameerica

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Arandibert

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Bobmuerta IV

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Plap

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Poop Poop-a Doop

I moved and spent a month without Internet, so now I have an exhausted Kindle and about 4000 pen drawings to put here. Also we shall all see how necessary computers are to the legibility of anything I draw. This will be grim.
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Obiit Coagulare Gorlax

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Holidoo

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Digimalb

R. Monkeys and I both realized we liked Pokémon a lot c. 1998, so we decided that it’s on over the holidays. And because my response to challenges is to dump a lot of energy into areas that are tangenitally-related at best, I had to craft a Game Boy of untold power to wield, and it will slowly corrupt me like the Soul Edge. So It has the buttons and de-labeled back of a Pokémon Edition, the front of a yellow regular one, replacement little rubber button pads from a DS Lite, and the frontlight from an Advance SP. So I guess it’s going to shoot a stream of energy into the sky and start using me as its host.

At least it didn’t cost money that wasn’t spent years ago. I used to collect handheld game thingies, and while the good stuff was sold in, like, 2003, stock Game Boy Colors and a Pokémon Edition in rough shape are among the things still around. Those and a Game Gear. Hm, there was rarer stuff, like the Turbo Express, but I think the funnest were the Nomad and Neo Geo Pocket Color. The former was just a Genesis, and the latter had a bunch of weird Japanese RPGs and Match of the Millennium. There aren’t enough submarine RPGs.

Too bad I can’t find my old Red cartridge. My crack team of killers probably died long ago. I’ll have to do a “getting the gang back together” montage.