A little of
This and That
Wednesday, May 31, 2006
Last day of May
Think About It!
* Money doesn't bring you happiness, but it enables you to look for it in more places.
* Your conscience may not keep you from doing wrong, but it sure keeps you from enjoying it.
* Middle age is when broadness of the mind and narrowness of the waist change places.
* Misers aren't much fun to live with, but they make great ancestors.
* Be careful what rut you choose. You may be in it the rest of your life.
* The trouble with bucket seats is that not everybody has the same size bucket.
* When you see the handwriting on the wall, you can bet you're in a public restroom.
* Opportunities always look bigger going than coming.
* The real reason you can't take it with you is that it goes before you do.
* Junk is something you throw away three weeks before you need it.
* Hospitality is making your guests feel at home, even if you wish they were.
* A closed mouth gathers no feet.
* A man (or woman) who can smile when things go wrong has found someone to blame it on.
* A modern pioneer is a woman who can get through a rainy Saturday with a television on the blink.
* The world is full of willing people: some willing to work and some willing to let them.
Monday, May 29, 2006
I put the flathead on a dollie when I pulled it out of the car, so I could roll it around.
It was a show car. When you looked under the hood it looked real clean. I did not have mirrows on the ground like some cars to show off the bottom of the running gear, and for a good reason.
It was a driver, and not trailered.
I rolled the flathead out on the drive-way and removed all the grease and dirt build up off the under hiding places. I got a two gallon bucket full off the show engine.
I did this so it will be ready to rebuild or sell which ever I deside to do.
I plan to start cleaning the front cross member and front suspendion.
Sunday, May 28, 2006
weekend in which a list is made and then gets all fucked up
e-mails to friends not communicated with in about a billion years go out with some people - old friends? Friday - big shany museum Several witty board posts - actually put down in board rather than carrying in head e-mail list of flatheads re: rebuilding phone dad, brother, tell good news watch race Spend quailty weekend time with other love of life Second hand shoe shop/second hand tire shopping Clean drive-way/toolbox
- late edition; Eat doggy pizza and spend all friday and saturday throwing up every half an hour on the half hour, lying in floor with severe stomach cramps, headache and throat rough from bile, groaning, whimpering, crying, crawling to the toilet seemingly every few seconds and ending up on sunday with a feeling of a hangover (with none of the associated pre-fun) and a stomach the size of a peanut. tick
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Friday, May 26, 2006
Bicycle tool of the day:
THINGS THAT ONE OF MY LADY FRIENDS HAS TOLD AND DID AFTER DRINKING TOO MUCH
1. I HAVE ABSOLUTELY NO IDEA WHERE MY PURSE IS.
2. SHE BELIEVES THAT DANCING WITH HER ARMS OVERHEAD AND WIGGLING HER BUTT WHILE YELLING "WOO-HOO!" IS TRULY THE SEXIEST DANCE MOVE AROUND.
3. I'VE SUDDENLY DECIDED THAT I WANT TO KICK SOMEONE'S ASS AND HONESTLY BELIEVE I COULD DO IT TOO.
4. IN MY LAST TRIP TO PEE, I REALIZE THAT I NOW LOOK MORE LIKE A
HOMELESS HOOKER THAN THE GODDESS I WAS JUST FOUR HOURS AGO
5. SHE WILL START CRYING AND TELLING EVERYONE SHE SEES THAT SHE LOVES THEM SOOOOO MUCH.
6. SHE WILL GET EXTREMELY EXCITED AND JUMP UP AND DOWN EVERY TIME A NEW SONG PLAY'S BECAUSE "OH MY GOD! I LOVE THIS SONG!"
7. I'VE FOUND A DEEPER/SPIRITUAL SIDE TO THE GEEK SITTING NEXT TO US.
8. I'VE SUDDENLY TAKEN UP SMOKING AND BECOME REALLY GOOD AT IT.
9. I YELL AT THE BARTENDER, WHO I BELIEVE CHEATED US BY GIVING US JUST LEMONADE, BUT THAT'S JUST BECAUSE I CAN NO LONGER TASTE THE GIN.
10. I THINK WE ARE IN BED, BUT OUR PILLOW FEELS STRANGELY LIKE THE KITCHEN OR BATHROOM FLOOR.
11. I FAIL TO NOTICE THAT THE TOILET LID'S DOWN WHEN I SIT ON IT.
12. SHE WILL TAKE HER SHOES OFF BECAUSE SHE BELIEVES IT'S THEIR FAULT THAT SHE IS HAVING PROBLEMS WALKING STRAIGHT.
Got two caches this morning. One I just reached out the truck window. The other one was a mile and a half one-way hike.
Thursday, May 25, 2006
This morning I went to get some cat food, It don't have to be cooked or anything, and is pretty good. I round up getting some milk, orange juice, diet cokes, and soup too.
When I got back I started work on Henry and did good. I removed the engine, and the transmission. Now I will start on cleaning everything under the hood. the aprons, firewall, etc.
I want to have all that stuff painted before I install the new engine. I think I will run the new brake lines, and built the front end too before the engine goes in.
Wednesday, May 24, 2006
today was the day:
Yard work that is. When I spend the night at the cabin over a week ago I notice the yards needed some tlc. After a few postponed days I loaded up this morning and headed out. I mowed the driveway. Thats right the driveway is the only place that you can use the mower. I weedeated the road ditch, around the rail fence, the island, around the wood sled, and behind the back porch.
Trimed the srubs, cleaned the porchs, filled the ice trays, and put up the bed quilts that I had used on the last visit. Visited with one family down the road. all and all a good day.
Tuesday, May 23, 2006
not much going on Monday.
I lay under the old car for a while. I removed he brake pedal and MC.
I then removed to clutch pedal and all its linkage. Took the exhaust off at the engine
with the help of a saw. Now the engine and tranny is just setting there on their mounts.
Just maybe I will pull them out this week Yeaaaa. Then the clean up and repainting
of the engine compartment will begin.
The cars name has never really stuck. We have called it
"sadie" back yonder, but I have been calling it Henry as of late.
Sunday, May 21, 2006
I met up with Owl and Hanna at the lake for you hiking and caching. No smilies for me. They were my caches. Had a lot of fun with the Hiking and watching the wilde life and so on.
Friday, May 19, 2006
After I kickback and had a diet-coke and a cookie tis afternoon, I went down and pulled the radiator out of the car. That is the start of getting it ready to pull the old engine out. I also took the battery and its rack out. Later when it gets a new battery it will be hidden out of site, somewhere under the car. slowly but surely.
If I made a list of what I did today after 4pm it would look like this.
1. I set and took a rest.
From what. watching cops:
I will made my list from the week. and it still won't be like Annies list.
Monday morning I was at Brand Mart usa when they open. Got a 21 ft refrigerator for Dad.
They couldn't deliver for 3 days, so I had it loaded and carried it to his house and put it in and hooked it up, and moved the old one in the garage.
That afternoon I put the third member chunk in the new rear end housing and got it mounted in my old car. The next day I put the new axles and the backing plate and installed the new brakes. Wednesday I went back to Dads and cut the back yard grass, trimed the bank.
Watered the flowers, and trimed the bushes in front.
Wednesday afternoon I started to hunt some wheels to fit the old car now that it has new bigger hubs and brakes. They will still have to be just 6" wide to fit under the quarter panels.
I went to Jasper to see if the junkyard that I have got parts from before. no luck,
The wheels I need would have to come from a sixies or early sevenies ford mid size car.
Then I went to one of the biggest yards I know of. Fagan's Auto Parts in Piedimont Ala.
It is about 150 acres and they informed me they have no cars that old in their yards and few older than 1995. I stopped at Cables just west of Cartersville and they said they didn't have anything older than late 90s but said I was welcome to tour the yard and see if I found anything I could use.
I found a crown vic mid eighties. They let me take one wheel with me to see if it would fit. It was 7" wide.
I had an old tire mounted on it, and I put it on my car, but it rubbed. I carried it back the next morning.
Turns out all late model cars carry wide wheels and no one has old stuff any more.
I have a 1988 regular driver, and I get a lot of comments about the fact it is still on the road.
Time to get some professional advise. I called the guy that I will be getting the front disc brake kit from. The only difference is the size of the center hole in the wheel. He agreed that it is next to imposable to find them in a junkyard. (Fagan's corrected me by saying that it was an "auto recycling yard" not a junkyard. ) The solution: Money! There is a company in Ca. (http://www.stocktonwheel.com/) that can build any stock wheel. and any custom wheel you want. They use a computer set up to cut, roll, shape, and weld the wheel. I talk to the owner and he said he had the 1950 Ford listed and he could build them with enlarged center holes to fit the new chassis. I ordered 5 new wheels with 4 new 1950 hubcaps.
Today I went to two doctors apointments, and then went to the cemetary and clean the inlaws graves and put on new flowers for the church decoration this Sunday. It looked good.
The whole cemetary had been mowed, and cleaned up.
Going kick back the rest of the day.
the FTFers told about a shorter way to our latest stateline cache, but you have to take
note that it took them two trips on different days to get both of them.
Tuesday, May 16, 2006
One of the eteam members has noted
this is a tool
needed to find the new geocache hidden last weekend
Monday, May 15, 2006
comment of the day
I'm going to go through the engine in my '48 coupe soon.
I'd like to hear some suggestions on what I can do to get a little more power out of it while I'm at it.
I want it to look stock on the outside.
Poke 'n stroke it, mill the heads, mild cam, dual exhaust.
Sunday, May 14, 2006
Comment of the Day:
I don't want to have to wipe yur butt again!
Yes you do.
Thursday, May 11, 2006
Happy Place: Saturday Morning is a go. The weather is 70% on our side. Looks like the temp will be good for hiking.
Wednesday, May 10, 2006
I am from Georgia. I got this from an old friend that goes back to our schools days.
I know it has made the email rounds forthe past year or too. I think it is worth reading over now and then.
There are some things that all Georgians should know.
Coca Cola is ours, and unless you've had one in a green six-and-a-half ounce bottle,
with a slight crust of ice on top, you don't know what the real thing is.
And you might want to try pouring about half a pack of salted peanuts into one sometime.
If it weren't for a Georgian-Crawford Long of Jefferson---open-heart surgery would hurt like hell.
True Georgians say "ma'am and sir" and call their mothers "mama" and their fathers 'daddy".
They know that y'all is perfectly good English and never means just one person.
"Fixin to" is perfectly acceptable, too.
And if y'all don't like the way we talk, Delta (which is also ours) is ready when you are.
Long before the Olympics brought the world's greatest athletes to Atlanta,
we gave the world Ty Cobb, Jackie Robinson, Walt Frazier, Luke Appling, Johnny Mize,
Fran Tarkenton, Bobby Jones, Wyomia Tyus, and Herschel Walker.
If you don't know who these people are, you ought to find out before you go to bed tonight.
Long after the Atlanta Olympics have faded from memory,
the greatest tourna-ment in golf will still be played in Augusta every April,
with or without Jessie Jackson's and Martha Burke's approval, and on autumn Saturdays,
90,000 or so Red-and-Black faithful will gather in Athens for a prayer meeting between the hedges.
No matter how many times the Braves play in the World Series,
nothing will match the excitement of that first one.
The Stone Mountain carving is lots bigger than the one on Mt. Rushmore
and the people etched into the side of Stone Mountain deserve the honor.
It wasn't just about slavery.
Atlanta was called "the city too busy to hate," back in the sixties,
because it really was, and we should be proud of that fact.
In 1864 Sherman burned Atlanta and much of Georgia in his March to the sea.
Crack cocaine is bringing more harm to Atlanta than Sherman ever dreamed of.
We don't grow the most peaches, but we still deserve to be called the "Peach State"
because ours are the sweetest.
That includes the Georgia peaches that don't grow on trees.
We do produce the most peanuts, pecans, and poultry.
Elvis wasn't ours, but Otis Redding, James Brown, the Allman Brothers,
Johnny Mercer, Joe South , Ray Charles, Bill Anderson, Brenda Lee,
Trisha Yearwood and Alan Jackson are.
So are Sidney Lanier, Joel Chandler Harris, Margaret Mitchell and Alice Walker.
And I still miss Lewis Grizzard every day.
Julia Roberts may be Georgia's prettiest movie star,
but Holly Hunter is the most talented.
Dakota Fanning may one day surpass them both.
FDR adopted us. His "Little White House" in Warm Springs is exactly as it was the day he died there, near the end of World War II.
Every Georgian needs to visit Warm Springs.
Roosevelt's New Deal put Georgians to work
and turned an entire generation of her people into "yellow Dog" Democrats.
Georgia once had three governors at the same time.
Lester Maddox wasn't one of them, but was elected by the General Assembly
without getting a majority of the popular vote.
He did a good job too, God rest his soul.
Zell Miller was the best governor I never voted for.
Gone With the Wind belongs to us. We own it.
Not only is it by one of our own and is about us,
but it's also one of the great novels of all time
and an absolute film classic-and we shouldn't apologize for liking it.
WSB means "Welcome South Brother."
She ain't what she used to be, but she's not as bad as the AJC has become.
The Brown Thrasher, the Cherokee Rose, and the Live Oak are our symbols.
Proud, decent, honest people are our heritage.
None are as plentiful as they once were, but none are on the endangered list, either.
The best barbecue in the world is served at Old Hickory House in Tucker,
but Open Air in Jackson ain't far behind.
The best seafood is at Williams in Savannah and the best catfish is at Henderson's in Covington.
The best sausage is at Stripling's in Crisp County.
The best fried chicken in the world is served at my mama's house,
Grits is groceries and sugar doesn't belong in cornbread.
God intended for iced tea to be served sweet.
And lastly, Georgia ain't exactly heaven-but it will do until I get there.
Monday, May 01, 2006
Hospital Stay not all bad.
I had two of the best friends anybody could have drop by to visit me while I was in the hospital.
Plus great family members who really look after all my needs while there.
I got my cell after about 4 days and then I could talk to more friends, All and all not a bad time.
The food was good too and a few days.
For a Gall Bladder removal.
40 hours without food or water, but did have a IV in my arm the whole time.
30 finger pricks for checking blood sugar.
42 blood draws for lab work.
70 times vitals signs taken.
1 stress text.
3 ekg's taken.
9 pounds lost.
Starting a brand new doctor visiting week. This morning I'm off to have my blood sugar level checked. I hate this worse than the heart treatment. Wednesday I go back to get my staples removed. I am just getting use to having them, but it will be good to lose them. I can't wait to get back to work, (on my old car). The wheels of the bus go around and around.