So today was going to be the day. I woke up at about 2:30 p.m. It was sunny. There was evidence of prior rain and even though the lawn remained a bit wet, I figured better to mow and rake off the wet clippings then to let it go another week. So I pulled out the mower and, sigh, no gas. No problem, there's a station just up the street and I need a quart of oil for the car anyway.
I get back with the gas, fuel up the mower and push it around front. By this time, it's looking like it might rain again before too long, so I figured I'd start in the front and at least get that done so that the city doesn't get after me. I prime the mower with the little push bulb on its side, just like one is supposed to with my mower, push the throttle to "rabbit" and give the starter cord a yank.
Gas spits out of the carburetor. I pull again. More gas spits out. I figure OK, I maybe primed it to much (you think?) so I push the throttle back to "turtle" and give it a few more pulls, hoping to clear it out. More and more gas spits out. After five minutes of this, still with the spitting gas.
OK, I know when I'm licked. So I push the mower back in the garage and figure I'll let it sit for an hour or so and give it another try. I go in, watch a little TV and, you guessed it: downpour in about half an hour. I swear, my lawn just does not want to be mowed.