Why Men Don't Write Advice Columns and Other Stuff
Dear Coffeypot: I hope you can help me here. The other day I set off for work in my Volvo 1800 leaving my husband in the house watching the TV as usual. I hadn't gone more than a mile down the road when my engine conked out and the car shuddered to a halt. I walked back home to get my husband's help.
When I got home I couldn't believe my eyes. He was in our bedroom having sex with the neighbor lady. I am 32, my husband is 34, and we have been married for twelve years.
When I confronted him, he broke down and admitted that they had been having an affair for the past six months. I told him to stop or I would leave him.
He was let go from his job six months ago and he says he has been feeling increasingly depressed and worthless. I love him very much, but ever since I gave him the ultimatum he has become increasingly distant. He won't go to counseling and I'm afraid I can't get through to him anymore.
Can you please help?
Dear Sheila: An 1800 stalling after being driven a short distance can be caused by a variety of faults with the engine. Start by checking that there is no debris in the fuel line. If it is clear, check the vacuum lines and hoses on the in- take manifold and also check all grounding wires. If none of these approaches solves the problem, it could be that the fuel pump itself is faulty, causing low delivery pressure to the carburetor float chamber.
I hope this helps. – Coffeypot.
In another bit of news, I am on my way to Charleston, SC, for my Navy Reunion and I won't be back home till Sunday afternoon. I'll be taking my laptop, but you know how it is when the Navy hits town. Especial the guys I served with. We'll drink a couple of beers, tell a lie or two and then go to the room and fall asleep.
I can't do that shit anymore.
The above picture is some guys who served in the 60's, including some survivors from the sinking. I am on the second row, third from left. My pal, Quartermaster Chuck is on the top row on the left, and my good friend Chief Earl is two over from Chuck. Now you know why we don't paint the town red anymore. We can't even color with crowns and stay inside the lines anymore. We are over the hill, I tell ya. Okay! It's just me. They will be partying all night. I'll yell at them to keep it down, but they won't hear me.