steveny said:
HAHAHA!! That is just weird....but it might just work.
Living in Carguy!'s garage......Day 114.
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HAHAHA!! That is just weird....but it might just work.
Elite said:This stuff is amazing Meeyatch! You have a talent for this kind of thing. I'm sure if this got to the CGT guys they would enjoy it just as much as we do.... Coming from another make forum and all, would just add to the comedy.
Thank you for the compliments. If the CGT guys like the story, maybe I can catch a ride in their car.
Mitch, you're a riot...
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Hey I set up a camera because Mitch is really freaking me out, I have searched the entire garage and can't find him. Here is the link to camera, I have it set to email me on any movement.
http://garagecamera.ourlinksys.com:1024/img/image.cgi?next_file=main_fs.htm
Let me know if you see him!
http://garagecamera.ourlinksys.com:1024/img/image.cgi?next_file=main_fs.htm
Let me know if you see him!
It works from my location, I have to try it from outside my network. Try it again I made one change that the DNS server.
Thanks!
Thanks!
White92 said:
BWAHAHA!! The surveilance system has been defeated by my furry minnion friends. Looks like my cover is still safe... :biggrin:
Meeyatch1 said:
I repaired the broken wires, they seemed to be chewed through.
Warning it also includes sound!
BTW have you seen my pet squirrel?
prova4re said:
It was night time you know, I do have a motion detector light installed also so if it senses movement it will see him!
As you may have guessed...I have had to go stealth since Carguy! starting going hi-tech on his quest to find me......but rest assured you will have an update tonight. 
Day: 124
As some of you may have noticed, there was brief lapse in updates as somehow my mainframe was hacked into by those furry little creatures captured on the picture still frame earlier in this thread. Evidently 'The Squirrel with the Golden Gun' had his minnions working double-secret overtime to find my location and shut off my transmissions to the outter world. One can only speculate on how they found me, or my buried fiber optic cables, but the fact remains that they did.
With this unanticipated setback, I was forced to move my locations to Carguy! Garage Substation B, which I had previously had constructed for this very occasion. What is in Substation B you ask? It is actually the remains of a U.S. Military installation, a missile silo actually, that I have had professionally converted to a 'safe house' in case I should encounted resistance from 'The Squirrel', or even from Carguy! if he should happen to find me. What is that sound??? WHOOPS!!! ARGH!!! Hold on!! They are on to me!! I am under attack!! Stay tuned...... :redface:
As some of you may have noticed, there was brief lapse in updates as somehow my mainframe was hacked into by those furry little creatures captured on the picture still frame earlier in this thread. Evidently 'The Squirrel with the Golden Gun' had his minnions working double-secret overtime to find my location and shut off my transmissions to the outter world. One can only speculate on how they found me, or my buried fiber optic cables, but the fact remains that they did.
With this unanticipated setback, I was forced to move my locations to Carguy! Garage Substation B, which I had previously had constructed for this very occasion. What is in Substation B you ask? It is actually the remains of a U.S. Military installation, a missile silo actually, that I have had professionally converted to a 'safe house' in case I should encounted resistance from 'The Squirrel', or even from Carguy! if he should happen to find me. What is that sound??? WHOOPS!!! ARGH!!! Hold on!! They are on to me!! I am under attack!! Stay tuned...... :redface:
LOL.... <B>Meeyatch1</B> you have too much spare time on your hands. But keep us posted on the updates... assuming you survive the attack. 
But keep us posted on the updates... assuming you survive the attack.
Day: 134
Okay, so in my life I have had some days....good ones, bad ones, and those lost somewhere in between. Today has been what I would call 'a day with the possibility to improve'. Why is that you ask? Well....let me throw a couple of words your way and see if they can be put together: 'sleeping', 'warm day', 'Carrera GT', 'leg injury'.
The last 10 days have been pretty rough, as I have been fighting off attacks from those freaking squirrels. They are out to get me for sure, and I think they are working in conjunction with Carguy! who may or may not be feeding them high protein power shakes, but also some approximate coordinates in relation to my secret base in the depths of Carguy!'s garage. Up until today I have been fine, as I have moved my cozy little sleeping bag and Dell laptop around in the night to keep everyone guessing as to where I am. Well last night I spent some time up late studying wiring diagrams of the Carrera GT's alarm and ignition system, along with some 'bypass' (i.e. - 'hotwiring') instructions that I bought on Ebay for $19.99, plus $10 overnight shipping from UPS. According to the Ebay user who sold them to me, 'carthief4life', the instructions are guaranteed to not only allow me access to the car without the alarm going off, but will also let me start the car without a key, and gain 50 hp to the wheels after I am done with the wire splicing. What could possibly go wrong??
Well, evidently I got WAAAY too into reading the directions and fell asleep around 3:32 a.m. without setting the 'Auto Cloaking' setting on my Area 51 designed sleeping device. It is guaranteed to make you look invisible or your money back when returned within 30 days (customer pays return shipping, of course). The result of my carelessness was catastrophic to my mission, as leaving myself exposed left me open to attack.
Sleeping soundly with my head on the edge of the computer I heard a 'crack, crack'....then silence. I slowly opened my bloodshot eyes to see what the sound was, but saw nothing. My vision still foggy, I could see the Carrera GT in the distance, and then nothing else. What else is there really besides a Carrera GT when you are stuck in a garage devoting your life to gaining access to one of the worlds top supercars??
Laying my head back down, on my newly refluffed Garfield pillow this time, I felt like something was amiss, but I could not place it. Then it happened......SNICK, SNICK, SNICK, SNICK!!! OH MY LORD!!! THE SQUIRRELS WERE DROPPING FROM THE RAFTERS!!! ARGH!!! The snicking that I heard was their Commander snicking orders at them in an encrypted squirrel micro-speak. I had no choice but to barrel roll to my left to the safety of the Lotus that was parked nearby. Laying under the car now fully awake I saw a squadron of furry little feet hitting the pavement. Dressed in dark colored cammo, the Commander was the last to land. His shiny black squirrel boots polished so highly that even the dim light emitted by my nighlight reflected off of their surface. Where were my night vision goggles??? Dang!! They were left by the Dell. I stayed quiet, hoping that they had not fully made my location....but it was too late....the Commander let out a loud, 'SNICK, SNICK,' and they charged!! I had no choice but to fight back.
Grabbing the semi-automatic AK-12 Acorn Shooting Gun I loaded in a fresh clip of 100 acorns and opened fire!! Spraying acorns like a wild man across the garage, I was careful not to hit the Carrera GT...afterall, nothing is worth even chancing a ding on that amazing beauty. The squirrels ducked low for cover. I grabbed another clip.....BRAP, BRAP, BRAP!!! The AK-12 was barking back at me and shooting the acorn tops off to the side like nobody's business. Before long the squirrels retreated.....as they spread out in different directions I could hear the Commander shout to me as he left, 'Snickety, snick, snick....snicketty-do,' which translated roughly means, 'I will be back, and next time you will be the one eating acorns, Meeyatch1,' and I knew he meant it.
Once the coast was clear I was groggy, and slowly tried to crawl back to my blanket and sleeping bag. Tucking myself in I made sure to hit the 'Auto Cloak' this time so that I could not be found. Feeling safe I went to sleep...or passed out I should say. Little did I know my morning was about to turn a little more foul.
Hours passed, though they seemed like minutes. Before long it was morning, though I still slept. In the distance of my resting mind I thought I heard the closing of a door, and then an engine. I remember this because even in my sleep the engine noise made me smile. Then the subtle clicking of a car going into gear, an engine rev, and then.....OUCH!! SHOOOTING PAIN!! Still cloaked in invisibility (dang...this thing really works), I had mistakenly shifted during the night and my right leg had somehow ended up behind the Carrera GT's front wheel. The problem being, Carguy! awoke and must have decided that it was a wonderful day out, and that he wanted to drive his Carrera GT. Not seeing me, because I was invisible, he managed to back over my leg as I slept. Not noticing the bump (if I was the owner of a car like that I would probably not notice anything short of the end of the world either) he ran me over and kept on going, lost in the world of driving a Porsche supercar with the top off for the first time ever. Meanwhile I lay in pain. The fabulous pain of being run over accidentally by the car that I so adored. So there I lay, in pain, leg throbbing, and my dream Porsche nowhere to be found....though the exhaust could be heard in the distance. Music....sweet music.
Now I lay in the corner of the garage, having fixed my wounded leg myself, and still cloaked in invisibility. The warm air smells nice, and gives me comfort as I lay here. Soon the Carrera will be back...soon things will resume a sense of normalcy for me. Soon I will be able to gaze upon that car which has captivated my mind for so long.....now, if only my leg would heal quickly...then maybe, maybe....oh, nevermind.
Okay, so in my life I have had some days....good ones, bad ones, and those lost somewhere in between. Today has been what I would call 'a day with the possibility to improve'. Why is that you ask? Well....let me throw a couple of words your way and see if they can be put together: 'sleeping', 'warm day', 'Carrera GT', 'leg injury'.
The last 10 days have been pretty rough, as I have been fighting off attacks from those freaking squirrels. They are out to get me for sure, and I think they are working in conjunction with Carguy! who may or may not be feeding them high protein power shakes, but also some approximate coordinates in relation to my secret base in the depths of Carguy!'s garage. Up until today I have been fine, as I have moved my cozy little sleeping bag and Dell laptop around in the night to keep everyone guessing as to where I am. Well last night I spent some time up late studying wiring diagrams of the Carrera GT's alarm and ignition system, along with some 'bypass' (i.e. - 'hotwiring') instructions that I bought on Ebay for $19.99, plus $10 overnight shipping from UPS. According to the Ebay user who sold them to me, 'carthief4life', the instructions are guaranteed to not only allow me access to the car without the alarm going off, but will also let me start the car without a key, and gain 50 hp to the wheels after I am done with the wire splicing. What could possibly go wrong??
Well, evidently I got WAAAY too into reading the directions and fell asleep around 3:32 a.m. without setting the 'Auto Cloaking' setting on my Area 51 designed sleeping device. It is guaranteed to make you look invisible or your money back when returned within 30 days (customer pays return shipping, of course). The result of my carelessness was catastrophic to my mission, as leaving myself exposed left me open to attack.
Sleeping soundly with my head on the edge of the computer I heard a 'crack, crack'....then silence. I slowly opened my bloodshot eyes to see what the sound was, but saw nothing. My vision still foggy, I could see the Carrera GT in the distance, and then nothing else. What else is there really besides a Carrera GT when you are stuck in a garage devoting your life to gaining access to one of the worlds top supercars??
Laying my head back down, on my newly refluffed Garfield pillow this time, I felt like something was amiss, but I could not place it. Then it happened......SNICK, SNICK, SNICK, SNICK!!! OH MY LORD!!! THE SQUIRRELS WERE DROPPING FROM THE RAFTERS!!! ARGH!!! The snicking that I heard was their Commander snicking orders at them in an encrypted squirrel micro-speak. I had no choice but to barrel roll to my left to the safety of the Lotus that was parked nearby. Laying under the car now fully awake I saw a squadron of furry little feet hitting the pavement. Dressed in dark colored cammo, the Commander was the last to land. His shiny black squirrel boots polished so highly that even the dim light emitted by my nighlight reflected off of their surface. Where were my night vision goggles??? Dang!! They were left by the Dell. I stayed quiet, hoping that they had not fully made my location....but it was too late....the Commander let out a loud, 'SNICK, SNICK,' and they charged!! I had no choice but to fight back.
Grabbing the semi-automatic AK-12 Acorn Shooting Gun I loaded in a fresh clip of 100 acorns and opened fire!! Spraying acorns like a wild man across the garage, I was careful not to hit the Carrera GT...afterall, nothing is worth even chancing a ding on that amazing beauty. The squirrels ducked low for cover. I grabbed another clip.....BRAP, BRAP, BRAP!!! The AK-12 was barking back at me and shooting the acorn tops off to the side like nobody's business. Before long the squirrels retreated.....as they spread out in different directions I could hear the Commander shout to me as he left, 'Snickety, snick, snick....snicketty-do,' which translated roughly means, 'I will be back, and next time you will be the one eating acorns, Meeyatch1,' and I knew he meant it.
Once the coast was clear I was groggy, and slowly tried to crawl back to my blanket and sleeping bag. Tucking myself in I made sure to hit the 'Auto Cloak' this time so that I could not be found. Feeling safe I went to sleep...or passed out I should say. Little did I know my morning was about to turn a little more foul.
Hours passed, though they seemed like minutes. Before long it was morning, though I still slept. In the distance of my resting mind I thought I heard the closing of a door, and then an engine. I remember this because even in my sleep the engine noise made me smile. Then the subtle clicking of a car going into gear, an engine rev, and then.....OUCH!! SHOOOTING PAIN!! Still cloaked in invisibility (dang...this thing really works), I had mistakenly shifted during the night and my right leg had somehow ended up behind the Carrera GT's front wheel. The problem being, Carguy! awoke and must have decided that it was a wonderful day out, and that he wanted to drive his Carrera GT. Not seeing me, because I was invisible, he managed to back over my leg as I slept. Not noticing the bump (if I was the owner of a car like that I would probably not notice anything short of the end of the world either) he ran me over and kept on going, lost in the world of driving a Porsche supercar with the top off for the first time ever. Meanwhile I lay in pain. The fabulous pain of being run over accidentally by the car that I so adored. So there I lay, in pain, leg throbbing, and my dream Porsche nowhere to be found....though the exhaust could be heard in the distance. Music....sweet music.
Now I lay in the corner of the garage, having fixed my wounded leg myself, and still cloaked in invisibility. The warm air smells nice, and gives me comfort as I lay here. Soon the Carrera will be back...soon things will resume a sense of normalcy for me. Soon I will be able to gaze upon that car which has captivated my mind for so long.....now, if only my leg would heal quickly...then maybe, maybe....oh, nevermind.
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Carguy! said:
What the f is happening. I went over there and I can hear gun shots!!
Fighting squirrels and "inmates" with real bullets?
It is rapid fire so I guess some sort of "automatic squirrel remover"
Edit:...okey Carguy just started the CGT and went out to drive..he blew the speakers on my laptop. First he scared the shit out of me when he opened the garage door. Then he started the engine..wow
:biggrin: Regards
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Hey <B>Meeyatch1</B>, could you stop making out with the Carrera GT... not all live webcam's are meant to be that steamy. j/k
j/k
Hang in there!!! The CGT is worth the pain and suffering!!
