Sunday Sunday SUNDAY!
The legendary battle between the Due Diligence Make Sure I know What's Going On At All Times me and the Hey- What's THIS Button Do? me was fought out today in the grand arena of... scooter battery charging.
I googled the name of my battery, which is D. E. A. D. DEAD! to no avail. I tried scooter battery, vespa battery, nothin'. You'd think there would be a lot of stuff on that, but I got bupkus.
Well, I did find out that I don't qualify for a Rascal Mobility Scooter at little or no cost to myself... yet. But that wasn't what I was looking for.
What I really wanted to know is, basically, will I explode my house if I hook this battery up to this car battery charger thingy from Target?
Then I remembered that I'm the girl who drove a car with no speedometer, no parking brake, no horn, and no brake fluid cap (don't get me started on the water in the fuel line) for years. You would never believe how fast I could get from Ridgefield to Norwalk in that thing... forty minutes my ass, try TWENTY, officer.
So I hooked that sumbitch up.
Didn't explode on contact... so far, so good. Should I get the fire extinguisher out here? Nah... what's that smell? Oh, I think the instructions said it would smell... somewhere... where did I put the instructions? It's still not on fire. Cool, I'm just going to lie down for a little napaloo.
I then stared at the whole thing for another 20 minutes or so deciding if I should unplug it while I went to the movies - and speaking of old VWs that have non working horns, Little Miss Sunshine (my college nickname) was great.
Finally I left it. It's on the concrete balcony, what the hell. Nothing could be as bad as almost burning the place down when I used wayyyyyyy too many lighter fluid impregnated briquettes that one time. Next to that big tree with the overhanging branches.
You know that sound? FOOOOOOH! That's the sound of your life flashing before your eyes.
Well, I got back home, and nothing is amiss. AND my battery is full! Success on all fronts. Yay!
One more time I didn't accidentally kill myself.
you'll pay for the whole seat but you'll only need the edge!