Jeanie Bottle 332
Oct01
on October 1, 2015
at 12:00 am
and modified on November 26, 2022. at 1:07 am
Chapter: Story 08: I Dream of a General
CD managed to get a comic done this week after all!
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CD managed to get a comic done this week after all!
Maybe by the end of this little adventure, Jeanie will restore the General to his former glory.
“I think I can help. Help my sick friend and she’ll fix your car.”
“Yes… My sick friend is a genie in this bottle…. Hey! Where’d it go?”
And that brings us to 2016.
I did some math and near as i can tell that car should be in a museum it’s a antique.
How do i know well i am a little younger than that car and i feel like a antique some days.
Hey – looka there! That’s my Congresscritter!
Is it too late for Cash for Clunkers?
Don’t worry, I own a classic Dodger Charger RT with the exact paint job! You can have that!
Yes I own one, yes I have the paint job.
A Dodger Charger? Does it make Los Angeles baseball players more energetic? 🙂
Hang on to your old cars as long as you can, ’cause the new ones are (a) no good, and (b) rigged so you can’t fix them yourself…
I suppose you don’t know much about modern safety standards, eh? New cars beats the shit out of old cars when it comes to “save your life in an accident” ability.
I was just looking at new cars this morning. Power windows…no keys…straight electronic systems I don’t understand and can’t fix…I’d rather have my old car, except for this vibration in the gears…
I used to drive a 71 Plymouth Fury ex-cop-car with a 460 cubic inch engine. I called it Godzilla and if it’s still around today, it’s probably on a Tesla diet.
@Robert: Just because you don’t understand them now, doesn’t mean you can’t learn. In my experience, there’s a tutorial video on youtube for every problem you might want to fix.
@Robert the mod:
Current electronic systems are getting to the point where they can’t be fixed without dealer level systems.
You can check the manual for the diagnostic codes, which can often be read using a handheld that plugs in under the dash–but what you cannot do is understand, down to the bare metal, what exactly is going on inside the computer. It is no longer possible to trace out the mechanical and electrical pathways. The vast majority of it is inside a sealed metal box.
Many problems can only be fixed by replacing one of several(!) computer modules. (My sister had a dead headlight that required upwards of $500 to fix. Lamp and harness were fine, but the computer port that controlled it was blown–and the computer module could not be repaired.)
In the newest wrinkle, some manufacturers are talking about making dealership repairs part of the license to their controller software under copyright law.
Plus, there are software reliability problems showing up, and increasingly, stuff that keeps track of YOU built into the system.
Robert N. is entirely right to long for a car which can actually be understood, in principle, just by close observation.
It is best you can’t work on them.
As for no good compared to the primitive tin boxes yesteryear. The vehicles of today are safer, quieter, better on fuel, better for the environment better and for peoples health.
The leaded gas the muscle cars ran on was causing significant damage to peoples health. Because lead is something your body can’t get rid of. Lead poisoning and high lead levels cause impairment to brain functions lowering IQ and causing madness. I learned about the madness part when studding the emperors of Rome, they added lead to their wine back then.
Well lets see how this goes city slicker yankey engineer asking three red neck southern boys about a moonshine friend of theres
Let the general out to pasture?
I’ve never seen an episode of that show in my life, but that line still makes me sad.
Uh…Cooter, as a farm boy myself, the phrase is “PUT the General out to pasture”.
That said, I know what horses do when put out to pasture, but I can’t see cars doing THAT. Well, unless it was WonderBug, Speed Buggy or maybe My Mother the Car….
You know, I thought that phrase didn’t sound quite right, but I wasn’t totally sure, so I left it alone. I’ll go ahead and fix it, since CD wants me to make another change anyway.
I am looking forward to Jeanie, Wonder Mechanic.
With a cute little spot of grease on her cute little nose….
Maybe not. There’s no proof so far that any of the series regulars except Belle has a car or knows how to drive one, much less repair one. There’s always magic, of course–no way that could go wrong!
Magic is exactly what I had in mind. She wouldn’t even have to know what, specifically, was wrong, just “Make it work like new!”
*POOF*
And years of custom mods get rolled back….
“It’s clear that General Lee can outrun a police cruiser. Why doesn’t Roscoe just go to the Duke farm and arrest them when they’re not in the car?” — Mark Whatney
Job Security: Chasing the Dukes is all Roscoe does.
Also he *likes* chasing them. He lived for “hot pursuit”. Sometimes I think Roscoe failed to catch them on purpose, because if he did the fun would be over.
Hey CD, if your getting the writers block, here’s a suggestion, maybe later on in the comic that douche bag Rosco could arrested by our favorite D.H.S. agent Miss Anderson!
Oh, wouldn’t you rather see Miss Anderson arrest Bo and Luke while the General is in the shop–and then have her fall under Bo’s Southern charm?
I don’t know anything about the show, so everything you just said went in one ear and out the other :/
Never saw a complete episode myself, so incidental glances, cultural absorption, and Wiki is all I have–but Bo and Luke are the two Duke boys driving General Lee, the car. Luke is the older, more stable one. Bo is younger and more impulsive. Apparently his attraction to pretty women is the trigger for a lot of their adventures. Honestly, I can’t speak to how often Bo’s romantic impulses result in actual romance.
Just for reference, Daisy, of the cutoff shorts and tied off top, is their cousin, who also acts as a stabilizing influence. Cooter is their mechanic.
Damn that sucks
Come on, Cooter, you know a crate motor should fix the General right up, unless you want to go old-school and actually rebuild the engine yourself with new main bearings, etc. Unless he knows there isn’t enough block left to machine it out. Then we’re back to a crate motor.
See “The Wonderful One-Hoss Shay”, a poem by Oliver Wendall Holmes about a carriage that was so marvelously built that when it finally wore out,
“it went to pieces all at once,
All at once, and nothing first,
Just as bubbles do when they burst.”
The General is probably not that finely built, but that might be what Cooter’s looking at: too many things wearing out all over the car to be worth fixing.
Yeah, but pretty much everything aside from the running gear (engine, transmission, and rear end) you can fix with a welding torch and sledge hammer. We’re talking old-school muscle car here.
Of course, Fonzie would have just need to give it a tap or two with his fist or elbow to have it running perfect.