The LED Saga Continues

It started with the sidemarkers.

Then it was the puddle lights.

A year later it was the taillights.

And yesterday it was the headlights.

Rabbit came with basic garden-variety halogen headlights. Once upon a time, shortly after they arrived on the scene, halogens were da bomb. (I remember driving either to or from Phoenix/Tucson one night and was amazed at how much brighter they were in my new Toyota Corolla SR-5 than the ancient incandescent bulbs my Chevy LUV had.)

Then, after a few vehicular mistakes in the interim, 20 years later I got Anderson, my first MINI. Anderson was a dealer demo model that came tricked out with pretty much every option available. Anderson had self-leveling xenon headlights. Their brightness was like day and night compared to the halogens I’d had in every car since the Corolla.

The xenons were great, and I swore I’d never own another car without them.

They worked fine until February 2020. The pneumatic lifts that propped up Anderson’s bonnet had lost their pressure, and I kept putting off replacing them. One day, after checking the oil or something, I forgot they weren’t working properly and after removing the wooden dowel I had propped the hood up with, the bonnet crashed down. I didn’t think anything of it until the next morning driving to work before sunrise and realized the xenons were now pointing down to a location about five feet in front of the car. (No wonder I couldn’t see anything!)

They were no longer self-leveling. Something had broken in the mechanism when the hood went down. (The headlights themselves were built into the bonnet, not the body of the car.)

When I looked into the cost of having them replaced, my heart sank. I knew this—and the extensive (and expensive) cooling issues I’d experienced over the past year—were signs as much as I was loathe to give up Anderson, the time was rapidly approaching to find a new vehicle.

If you’ve been reading my blog for any length of time, you know I came home with Rabbit about a month later, right before the lockdown hit in 2020.

I thought I could live with the stock halogens that came with the car, but over the past couple years with my advancing age, it was becoming more and more difficult to see at night, so I’d started driving with my fogs on. (Those at least were bright white LEDs.) I’d did a bit of research into replacing the halogen bulbs with LEDs, but there were so many contradictory discussions as to the wisdom of doing such a thing it seemed it was more trouble than it was worth.

But a couple weeks ago after I replaced the taillights, I thought, “Why the fuck not?” and dove back into it. Admittedly guilty of “doing my own research,” I watched a few informative videos on YouTube, and finally decided on a pair of bulbs that looked like they’d be the best match for my car.

Unfortunately, the Cooper used in the video where these particular bulbs were installed was not the same year as mine, and the interior of the headlamp assembly was a different configuration. The bulbs I ordered and received would not fit. They were sent back.

Now undaunted, I found out what configuration was needed, and Amazon came to the rescue. It literally was plug-and-play but the post installation coding of the computer kept throwing me for a loop. No matter which voltage monitoring I turned off, the car was still throwing the headlight warning light.

I finally realized this morning that I’d missed toggling one high beam setting, and once that was done and coded, voila! no more errors.

And how do they look?

Lovely. Absolutely lovely. Just what I wanted.

 

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Every Damn Election These Days

This is actually an excellent example because that red group thinks that “everyone” doesn’t deserve a puppy so they refuse to vote for the puppies-for-all plan, and they are convinced that they’ll be somehow exempted from the forever-diarrhea plan by the diarrhea overlords.

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Yesterday I saw one of those pickup trucks flying two ridiculously huge flags from it’s rear end. One was the typical Don’t Tread on Me flag, and the other was Let’s Go Brandon and I wanted to yell, “Brandon certainly is going, isn’t he!”

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Spotted on the ‘gram

“‘LOL we don’t need Warnock,’ is what people say who haven’t worked in Congress and don’t know how it works.

Here are the differences that 51st Senator can make, just off the top of my head:

    • A 51st Dem means no power-sharing in the organizing resolution. Dems have a majority on committees. No more deadlocks, no more discharge petitions for floor votes. That massively accelerates both the legislative process and the confirmation process.
    • The individual power of the two chaos puppets (Manchin and Sinema) is drastically reduced. Both of them will now need to be opposed to whatever Dems are trying to do in order to block progress.
    • The Senate is a gerontocracy. These guys are not healthy a lot of the time, or not present a lot of the time. We could have a death in a state with a Republican governor. A lot of things could happen. 51-49 versus 50-50 means you can have up to 2 absences/noes.
    • A 51-49 majority means that VP Harris won’t be required to be in DC to babysit the Senate all the time, and can actually be a much more effective VP who can be deployed for both policy and campaigning.

So the upshot is, work for Warnock just as hard as you could if you thought that Schumer’s gavel depended on it. Because as far as you know, at some point in the next two years, it very well could.”

(via Porcupinecheeks)

And to paraphrase a lot of the comments on his post, I suggest they move as quickly as they can on appointments and codifying abortion, gay marriage, and contraceptive rights. It needs to be a blitzkrieg of action, striking while the iron is hot. Also, the “We don’t need…” mindset is what led too many people to sit out the 2010 and 2014 midterm elections and afterward they blamed Obama for not doing enough during his time as POTUS. And lastly, we don’t want the caliper of person that Hershel Walker is in our United States Senate. There are already enough illiterate liars with no experience or knowledge of government holding those seats as it is.

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RIP

Ben and I went to Chilis for dinner the other night.

I was eagerly anticipating my usual, the original chicken crispers.

For all the years I’ve been going there (since years before Ben and I met, actually) I’ve only rarely ordered anything different than those crispers—and always regretted it. I mean, in my mind, those crispers were the only reason to go to Chilis.

Imagine my horror then when we learned that night that the original crispers are no longer on the menu. The honey chipolte and the crispy variety are still available, but the originals aren’t. And it seems I’m not the only one who is verklempt at this development; if you go on Reddit you’ll see a lot of people are pissed about this. There’s even a petition in the works urging the chain to bring them back. Will it work? Who knows?

In their defense, the crispy crispers aren’t awful, but they aren’t as good as the original, and remind me of what you’d get from Kentucky Fried Chicken…and I know this much, they certainly aren’t enough to make me ever want to set foot in the restaurant again.

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