11/1/07

I got paid yesterday. I mention this because… well, to be honest if I start the first sentence after the date with a capital letter, and it isn’t a “middle of the sentence capital letter word,” Word puts that little squiggle under it and it annoys me. That is why you will notice that many times the first word of the rant is a proper noun or “I” or some other word that can be capitalized in the middle of a sentence. [ You can modify the spellcheck to ingore certain grammar rules - SM ] No, don’t go back and check, because I don’t do it all the time. Some days I just let the thing squiggle at me and move on like I'm doing now. So, I got paid and finally took the time to look at my stub to see if my raise went through. It did. I'm such a fraud. Well, on another note, my tires arrived yesterday. Yeah, I was surprised as well. I didn’t expect them until tomorrow. So I think John and I will meet up at the shop Saturday morning and load the wheels and tires into one of my truck type vehicles then go to the Kreblechistani tire store on Granbury Road to get them mounted. I say “one of my truck type vehicles” because I might take Mr. Wiggly to get his inspection in a “multiple avian terminations achieved by the use of a single concretion of mineral deposits” sort of way. We’ll see. John really wants to get those wheels on Marty so we can see how it will look. I think it is his way of lighting a fire under me to get that car back on the road. Of course I want to see them on there as well, and lighting a fire under me is not unappreciated, but I really need to finish George before diving headlong into yet another project. Perhaps having Marty sitting there, looking all pretty with his paint and wheels, will inspire me to get George done so I can move on to Marty. Hey, maybe that is John’s plan. [ No flys on you... - SM ] He’s a crafty one that John, with his psychological manipulations and stuff. Oh, I realized something else this morning while shopping for gauges to put in the third hole of Marty’s dash. Yeah, I know, “Finish George before diving into the Marty project.” Shut up, it’s my blog, and my shop for that matter, I'll be as hypocritical as I want. Um, where was I? Oh yeah, the speedometer and tachometer I just bought for Marty are the same as the units in the Seven. I knew I'd seen them somewhere other than Pat’s Scout and George. Ok, so I'm not the sharpest hammer in the elevator going to the… wait, how does that go? Aw never mind. Well, it is lunch time. I think I'm going to go have some pasta with the computer guys. I may come back to talk again later and I may not. We’ll just have to wait and see. Well what do you know? I came back. I just erased a bit talking about what I've been listening to on the computer. It was Leon Redbone in case you were wondering. Look him up. I bought the CD in college because I wanted to expose my friend Shari to him. We both got a good laugh listening to it. Ahh, good times. Anyhoo, now it is The Little River Band playing. I'm not sure why I would think y'all could give half a crap about what I'm listening to, but there it is. It has been pretty slow around here today. I may cut out early. Of course as soon as I do someone will call looking for me. I'd better stay for a little while longer. I just got a call from Kansas. They were thinking about reforming the group and releasing “Dust in the Wind, The Next Generation” and wanted my opinion. Not really, it was a lady from one of the railroad offices in the state of Kansas. She has a projector that… actually; this story is so incredibly boring that I'm just going to stop now. I was going through it in my head, trying to pre-compose it before diving in with a freeform thought version, and realized that I didn’t even care about it. I can only imagine what it would have been like for y'all. At least I got to use the Kansas “joke.” So, what can I tell you about the shop? Oh, I know. Along with the wheels from that 510 last Sunday, I got a set of box flared fiberglass fenders. We’re thinking about adapting them to the Chickenhawk. I've always wanted to do a radical wide-body 1200. I think the Chickenhawk with the V6 mounted amidships will have the balls to support that look. Well, I got called away right in the middle of that last sentence. Now I'm back but it is time to close up and go home. Perhaps I'll have more on the wide-body Chickenhawk tomorrow. Then again, maybe I won’t.