Sir Sam

I've haven't seen any other Comanches driving around Costa Mesa. :D How can you with all that snow?

so when you deleted all the porn did it make any difference at all?

I ewished for chicken that tasted like bacon.

i was wondering how long untill you said that. FYI in the future you could install OSX onto a PC, just need to be willing to spend an evening getting it all setup right.

sounds like its either not seated or you have a bad stick, I just bought two 512 sticks for my desktop g4, one stick turned out to be bad.....oh well, thats what happens when you spend $15 for ram. I also just got two 512 sticks for my dell inspiron 1100(which also happens to be running the intel version of OSX 10.4) lets hope they are both good.

pfff, call me when you get a real snowfall. :yes:

Yes it is. And its also not the engine thats in the WK CRD.

It's a V6.

3 banger diesel?

Where do you get a light up wreath for the front? I was wanting to do that Target, Walmart, home depot, etc etc all sell Christmas lights, look in the Xmas section with all the other holiday stuff, sometimes they even sell wreaths with the lights already on them(though you pay alot more for the prewrapped wreaths) Here are some LED ones we got at ACE last year. http://colorado4wheel.com/images/libby/libby290.jpg http://colorado4wheel.com/images/libby/libby286.jpg

I'm guessing that they will want something newer than a 2001 XJ.

I do this every year, this is from a few years ago, but I have one on my new Yellow XJ now:

Don't worry about it starting in the cold, remember this is a modern diesel, not the stinky old clunkers you remember from the 80s. the KJ CRD is a DOHC electronically direct injected common rail diesel(hence CRD), with a variable geometry turbo, vicious coolant heater(for really cold days), bosch EDC16 ecu, with drive by wire strait from the pedal(no more throttle cable connected to a POT like some vehicles) using the Bosche CP3 IP(like the dodge cummins) Basically, this is a modern engine, pluggin it in is nice - but not necessary. Reliability, well there are three things I would point out, and they may or may not be an issue for a prospective buyer. For me and many others they haven't been a problem, and for some they have had all of them. #1 air in filter head: the KJ CRD uses the Bosch CP3 with a gear driven lift pump built in, this means that it pulls fuel from the tank under a vaccum, now lets say you have a fuel filter which isn't quite tight enough, this means that instead of dribbling a little fuel and making an oily residue on your filter it will pull air into the fuel head. For some people this was a common occurrence, for others like myself it has never happened. The solution is to buy a cummins in tank lift pump, drop the fuel tank, and install it into the KJ, the wiring/control is already there, you need only run a little bit of wire from inside the cab along the level sensor to the new pump assembly(or buy a new gasser fuel pump harness). #2 Boost hoses - these seem inevitable, the original design was flawed, DCJ(dodge Chrysler Jeep) has since updated the design and the new hoses from the dealer have a Fluro liner, however for about the same price or sometimes less you can get Samco performance boost hoses which are quite a bit better quality. How they stack up to the new redesigned units? well we don't know yet. #3 Torque converter, the KJ uses the 545RFE tranny, which seems to be a pretty good trans, I like it, I would prefer it over an AW4 frankly. the only drawback is the stock TQ, it used a plastic stator and has been known to fail. Some, like myself, have had zero issues, others have had more than one replaced in the past. DCX issued a recall where the TQ was replaced, the front pump, and a TCM reflash was performed. This is a mixed bag as they seem to have detuned the TCM, but also improved the TQ and pump. Suncoast has now made a nice aftermarket unit which is very stout - if and when mine ever fails thats what I will replace it with. Now all these things may seem somewhat daunting, but in 60k miles of use our only had one turbo hose fail, got a new set of samco hoses and all is good with the world. On the gas mileage, I don't think I have ever seen less than 22mpg driving around LA, on the highway 27 is pretty common, slow down a little and you will break 30. Best we have ever gotten was 36 driving about 55-60 and keeping off the gas. Right now the economics of the diesel vs gas are a little hard to justify, I saw diesel at 1.99 while I paid 1.39 for gas, thats about 30% more than gas, which the CRD gets about 30% better mileage, so its a toss up, yet back over the summer, when you would pay $4.50 for diesel or 3.60 for gas, thats about a 20% difference, meaning the CRD still is about 10% more economic. there were several times when the prices difference went to 15 or even 10%. Personally I am not super fond of the KJ chassis, I would rather have an XJ, I have to admit the KJ is newer with more creature comforts, is safer, and has more passenger room though. The CRD is a great little package that purrs along in a 2.8Literly manly fashion, it has gobs of torque and the VGT turbo spools quick(even quicker than my 320hp Twin turbo Nissan).

I didn't see anything about wanting to buy a new vehicle to take a hit on depreciation. KJ CRD is the perfect age, 2-3 years old, made its biggest drop in price already. Plenty of them around. And since they get better mileage than the WK CRD they are a smart choice when you consider what fuel will go back up to shortly.

Ya, depends on what your willing to spend, one your talking about 12-15k on the low end, the other your talking about 27k on the low end. And did I mention the WK CRD comes as a 2wd? :doh: :no:

Ya, depends on what your willing to spend, one your talking about 12-15k on the low end, the other your talking about 27k on the low end. And did I mention the WK CRD comes as a 2wd? :doh: :no:

Jeep Liberty CRD. Jeep, 4wd, Diesel. Need I say more?

Jeep Liberty CRD. Jeep, 4wd, Diesel. Need I say more?

Summary roadside execution. Bill next of kin for corpse removal. Confiscate his vehicle for you for compensation.

Summary roadside execution. Bill next of kin for corpse removal. Confiscate his vehicle for you for compensation.

I would probably cook mine longer since I like it crunchy, but if you want to be able to roll it you would need to leave it chewy.

I would probably cook mine longer since I like it crunchy, but if you want to be able to roll it you would need to leave it chewy.

http://www.craigslist.org/about/best/sea/274495936.html Vasectomy: $400. Speechless look on her face: priceless. Date: 2007-02-06, 2:24PM PST I'll try to sum up a funny story that happened a few years ago: I got a vasectomy. I met a girl soon afterwards. She was nice and attractive but with a selfish streak that raised a big red flag. She was 32 at the time and I could practically HEAR her biological clock ticking. Regardless, she was a good lay, easy on the eyes, and reasonably good company. I did NOT tell her about my vasectomy and I always used a condom with her to protect against STDs. She assumed, obviously, that the condom was only used for birth control. Silly girl. We date for a few months. I never made any move towards commitment but she brought it up ocassionally. For me, this was a casual but pleasant relationship. For her - as I was to find out - it was part of life-changing series of events that she was planning very carefully. Four months into dating, I get the "I'm pregnant" talk. She's going on and on about how the condom must have broke and now we really need to think about getting married "for the baby". She's positively giddy. She has a baby in her and she thinks she's gonna have a good meal ticket (me) to go along with her new 7lb annuity. At this point, I'm just as giddy. I get to pull the reverse "oops" on her. I figured that she slept with some bad boy and got knocked up. Good thing I was using condoms! Better still that I have a serious mistrust of women who can't think beyond their own uteri. So I wait a couple of days to "think about all this." I meet her again. I say I don't want kids and that she should have an abortion. I know where this is going and sure enough it goes there. She goes completely bat**** insane on me. There were the usual insults about my manhood. There were threats of legal action. It was all very ugly and I was loving every minute of it. Well, I let her stew for a few days. She leaves me nasty messages on my phone. She sends awful emails. I'm laughing hysterically. It was time to drop the hammer. While she was stewing I was busy. First I get a notarized copy from the urologist who performed the vasectomy. Next I get a notarized copy of the TWO test results indicating a "negative test result for sperm" to show I'm sterile and shooting blanks. Finally, I get a letter from a shark attorney stating he has seen the other documents and is prepared to litigate against this woman if she continues to communicate with me in such an unpleasant manner. Also, the letter states that we will insist on DNA testing to show that the baby is not mine. I'm ready. I meet with this woman at her place. I bring flowers and a small bit of jewelry to show I am willing to reconcile and assume my responsibilities as a new father. I also have stuck in my pocket the documents I have prepared. She's all giddy again. Her plan is going perfectly - or so she thinks. We talk about our future. We have some pretty good sex. Then, as I am about to walk out the door, I ask her the $64,000 question. "Are you sure that this baby is mine?" Well, she goes bat**** insane again. Hell, she ought to. Her plan could completely unravel if there is ANY question about my paternity. Oh, she's really screaming now. How dare I question her morals. Do I think she's a slut. I'm just trying to weasel out of my responsibilities... blah, blah, blah, yadda, yadda, yadda. I'm not really mad. I'm kind of embarrassed for her. But since she won't shut up and the neighbors can hear all of this, I ask her to step back inside and sit down. She sits on the sofa and calms down a bit. She is glaring at me with all the moral self-righteousness that only a woman can muster up. She thinks she has me trapped. She is 100% convinced her plan has worked. Oh, the tangled web of lies and deceit she has wrought around herself and I am about to hack through them with a few pieces of paper. I reach into my pocket slowly. I extract the three pieces of paper and unfold them slowly and deliberately. I tell her simply, "You're screwed". Her look doesn't change. There is no way she can fathom what I have prepared. I continue. "I am sterile" Her look changes just a bit. Something is beginning to sink in. Naturally, she reverts to women's logic. "You're full of ****. You're trapped and you know it." I hold up the letter and the test results. "Three months before we met, I had a vasectomy. Here is a notarized letter from him stating what I had done. Here are two test results showing that I tested negative for the presence of sperm. Blanks. I am shooting blanks. That baby inside you is simply not mine." This woman is not to be swayed by logic and clear documentation. "Bull****, those are fakes." I was ready for that. "No, they are real. This last piece of paper is from my attorney. It's a simple letter to you that states if you pursue any kind of legal action against me for child support that I will insist on a DNA test to prove paternity, that is, to prove that your baby is not mine." I give the woman all the documents. She reads them slowly, deliberately. With each passing second she can feel in her soul that she has made a very bad mistake. With denial swept away, she started to cry. It's a small cry at first. Then it becomes deeper and more painful. By the time she gets to the letter from the lawyer she is sobbing. I had no sympathy for her. I turned and walked out the door. Even after I closed the door I could still hear her sobbing. Epilogue - I never heard directly from this woman again. I did hear through my friends that she did indeed have the baby. I also heard that the real father was some guy in a band she had met. I assumed that after 30, women stopped going after musicians, bikers, criminals, and thugs. Silly me for thinking the best of American women. The Moral of the Story - Get a vasectomy but keep it a secret. PostingID: 274495936

http://www.craigslist.org/about/best/sea/274495936.html Vasectomy: $400. Speechless look on her face: priceless. Date: 2007-02-06, 2:24PM PST I'll try to sum up a funny story that happened a few years ago: I got a vasectomy. I met a girl soon afterwards. She was nice and attractive but with a selfish streak that raised a big red flag. She was 32 at the time and I could practically HEAR her biological clock ticking. Regardless, she was a good lay, easy on the eyes, and reasonably good company. I did NOT tell her about my vasectomy and I always used a condom with her to protect against STDs. She assumed, obviously, that the condom was only used for birth control. Silly girl. We date for a few months. I never made any move towards commitment but she brought it up ocassionally. For me, this was a casual but pleasant relationship. For her - as I was to find out - it was part of life-changing series of events that she was planning very carefully. Four months into dating, I get the "I'm pregnant" talk. She's going on and on about how the condom must have broke and now we really need to think about getting married "for the baby". She's positively giddy. She has a baby in her and she thinks she's gonna have a good meal ticket (me) to go along with her new 7lb annuity. At this point, I'm just as giddy. I get to pull the reverse "oops" on her. I figured that she slept with some bad boy and got knocked up. Good thing I was using condoms! Better still that I have a serious mistrust of women who can't think beyond their own uteri. So I wait a couple of days to "think about all this." I meet her again. I say I don't want kids and that she should have an abortion. I know where this is going and sure enough it goes there. She goes completely bat**** insane on me. There were the usual insults about my manhood. There were threats of legal action. It was all very ugly and I was loving every minute of it. Well, I let her stew for a few days. She leaves me nasty messages on my phone. She sends awful emails. I'm laughing hysterically. It was time to drop the hammer. While she was stewing I was busy. First I get a notarized copy from the urologist who performed the vasectomy. Next I get a notarized copy of the TWO test results indicating a "negative test result for sperm" to show I'm sterile and shooting blanks. Finally, I get a letter from a shark attorney stating he has seen the other documents and is prepared to litigate against this woman if she continues to communicate with me in such an unpleasant manner. Also, the letter states that we will insist on DNA testing to show that the baby is not mine. I'm ready. I meet with this woman at her place. I bring flowers and a small bit of jewelry to show I am willing to reconcile and assume my responsibilities as a new father. I also have stuck in my pocket the documents I have prepared. She's all giddy again. Her plan is going perfectly - or so she thinks. We talk about our future. We have some pretty good sex. Then, as I am about to walk out the door, I ask her the $64,000 question. "Are you sure that this baby is mine?" Well, she goes bat**** insane again. Hell, she ought to. Her plan could completely unravel if there is ANY question about my paternity. Oh, she's really screaming now. How dare I question her morals. Do I think she's a slut. I'm just trying to weasel out of my responsibilities... blah, blah, blah, yadda, yadda, yadda. I'm not really mad. I'm kind of embarrassed for her. But since she won't shut up and the neighbors can hear all of this, I ask her to step back inside and sit down. She sits on the sofa and calms down a bit. She is glaring at me with all the moral self-righteousness that only a woman can muster up. She thinks she has me trapped. She is 100% convinced her plan has worked. Oh, the tangled web of lies and deceit she has wrought around herself and I am about to hack through them with a few pieces of paper. I reach into my pocket slowly. I extract the three pieces of paper and unfold them slowly and deliberately. I tell her simply, "You're screwed". Her look doesn't change. There is no way she can fathom what I have prepared. I continue. "I am sterile" Her look changes just a bit. Something is beginning to sink in. Naturally, she reverts to women's logic. "You're full of ****. You're trapped and you know it." I hold up the letter and the test results. "Three months before we met, I had a vasectomy. Here is a notarized letter from him stating what I had done. Here are two test results showing that I tested negative for the presence of sperm. Blanks. I am shooting blanks. That baby inside you is simply not mine." This woman is not to be swayed by logic and clear documentation. "Bull****, those are fakes." I was ready for that. "No, they are real. This last piece of paper is from my attorney. It's a simple letter to you that states if you pursue any kind of legal action against me for child support that I will insist on a DNA test to prove paternity, that is, to prove that your baby is not mine." I give the woman all the documents. She reads them slowly, deliberately. With each passing second she can feel in her soul that she has made a very bad mistake. With denial swept away, she started to cry. It's a small cry at first. Then it becomes deeper and more painful. By the time she gets to the letter from the lawyer she is sobbing. I had no sympathy for her. I turned and walked out the door. Even after I closed the door I could still hear her sobbing. Epilogue - I never heard directly from this woman again. I did hear through my friends that she did indeed have the baby. I also heard that the real father was some guy in a band she had met. I assumed that after 30, women stopped going after musicians, bikers, criminals, and thugs. Silly me for thinking the best of American women. The Moral of the Story - Get a vasectomy but keep it a secret. PostingID: 274495936

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