5/30/07

I had something to add to yesterday’s rant while I was reading it but now I don’t remember what it was. I suppose I could go back and read it again to find out but I don’t really feel like it. What I do feel like is shite! I'm going to see the doctor again this afternoon to pee in a cup for him. Hopefully he’ll be able to treat this with something. Oh, when he prescribed the new cholesterol medicine he told me that one of the possible side effects was a tired, achy feeling similar to the flu. He went on to say it was rare. Well, either this itchy pee thing has manifested into a feverish achy flu-like thing or I'm one of the rare cases who react negatively to this medicine. We’ll see. Dang my Willy itches! I had thought it was getting better but now I'm not so sure. Ok, so let’s see if I can come up with some car stuff to talk about. John has said he has interest in Barbecue Bob. It would probably behoove me to get it off my plate. I really don’t need to get into building a V8 car. Not to mention I don’t need a V8 car. John would put an L-20b back in it and use it as a daily driver. It would make a decent car in that trim. I just had a bad thought. If I sold Barbecue Bob to John, I could put the V8 stuff in Barbara. B-210s already have live axles so converting it to an old four-lug Mustang rear end shouldn’t be too tough. Oh, I just had an even “better” idea. The Chickenhawk already has a 200SX rear axle in it with disc brakes. I wonder how much abuse that would withstand. Oh crap, I'm seriously thinking about dropping a V8 into the Chickenhawk now. Perhaps it is the fever talking but I think we might have something there. It would sure be easier than the mid engine VG-33 idea. I'd probably have to make the whole assembly drop down from under the car to get to the spark plugs but how often does Juan really change plugs anymore? Just how stupid fast would a 283 in a 1200 be? I've got plenty of room out back for some serious meat if I had some wheels widened. I need to get John's feedback on this before I go too hog wild on my thinking. I've seen a small block Chevy engine in a 1200 chassis before, I'm pretty sure it can be made to fit. It probably wouldn’t turn for crap so a slush box might not be too far out of the question either. Then again, I have a T-5 sitting on the floor. Of course it is a Mustang T-5 and not a Camaro T-5. I'll have to finger out a bell housing of some sort. Oh yeah, 1200s have tiny transmission tunnels. I think I may have just found the flaw in this plan. Well, John still hasn’t stepped up to buy Barbecue Bob so the whole thing may turn out to be moo. We’ll see. On the George front, John asked me if I wanted that one-wire alternator he bought in lieu of cash for the Maxine payment this month. I said yes since that was one of the items I'm ready to install next. I'll pick it up next time I'm at his house, which will probably be tomorrow. So, if I'm not in the hospital for this itchy penis thing, I'll install an alternator in George on Saturday. I need to poop or get out of the Ganges about that 4.11 third member. I'd really like to have the lower ratio and locked spider gears for acceleration, but I'm really lazy and don’t want to change the pumpkin. Oh, did I mention the search for the speedometer cable? Monday, after I “finished” the zorst, I had a look at the speedometer cable situation. I looked at the firewall to see where the cable was, but it wasn’t. “Hmm,” I thought to myself. “I must have stolen that cable for Gil.” I went outside to look in the other 1200s. I checked the Chickenhawk thinking that if I installed a Maxima transaxle I'd have to figure out a longer cable anyway. Nope, it was missing from that car as well. I checked the orange junkyard car. Missing. I checked John's 1200. Missing. I checked Herman. Here, I found a cable. I wasn’t about to crawl around in the mud to steal that one. I checked the 510 wagon. It had one as well but I wasn’t sure if it would work looking at the way it mounted to the firewall. I looked at the 300ZX, but not very seriously. I went back inside and started looking around. I finally found a couple of cables in that pile of 510 parts John had dumped next to the chop saw. If there had only been one, I probably wouldn’t have taken it. Since there were at least two, maybe even a third, I went ahead and stole one. I was in the process of installing it when Pat showed up on Monday. I was glad to see him too since I needed a pry bar to move the transmission tunnel just a hair in order to get the thing to thread on to the transmission. He made fun of me saying, “You don’t need to know how fast it isn’t going.” Ha ha. Yeah, well I'll practice him! Soon, I will indeed practice all of you!