2/26/09

Here’s what I wrote yesterday:

“I know that since I'm getting my hopes up, the Barbara deal is going to fall through. I'm getting excited about swapping the turbo bits over and building a strong N/A motor for George. My dilemma now is: Do I want to build George’s engine with a hot cam? The head I'd be using has those triple valve springs and should rev like the dickens, but I don’t want it to be a pushrod eater like Gil’s engine was. I wonder if George, the grumpy old fart, still has those A-12 popup pistons. That would be totally bitchin’ to make an 11.5:1 compression motor for that thing. Ok, just as predicted, it looks like the Barbara part of the deal is falling through. Kevin has a buyer for the truck and it isn't the daughter’s boyfriend after all. Dang. Oh well, it’s cool. It just puts me back to building a good A-14 for the turbo bits in George. No big whoop. Hmm, of course now I don’t have anything to talk about. I guess I'll go play solitaire for a bit and see if anything else develops.”

I didn’t send it to Spiderman last night because it was so piddling and I was pissed off. Why was I pissed off? Well, let me just tell you. I was pissed off because I am a dumbass. I traded a perfectly running van, in decent enough shape, for a total piece of shit GMC truck which barely runs, and then the buyer decided at the last minute to back out. Oh, I didn’t know the POS barely ran until after the back out either. I swear, if I get stuck with this motherfucker… well, I'm not going to get stuck with it. It is either going to sell or I'll trade it straight up for Barbara. Failing those options, it may get doused in gasoline and lit on fire, it may get rolled down a boat ramp into the lake, or most likely it will get loaded with a cut up 200SX and 1200 then taken to the crusher. I woke up at least four times in the night saying, “I’ll burn that motherfucker to the ground.” I wonder if there is enough surface rust for a dusting of aluminum powder to turn into Thermite. That would be cool as hell. FOOM! Melt that bastard down into a molten pool of metal. Yeah! No, as cool as that would be, I don’t think I'll do it. Methinks the crusher is the most likely future for it. I'd like to weld the SX and 1200 to the bed of the thing as well, just to make sure it dies and isn't resurrected. Fuck, I might back out of all the deals and crush the fucker just out of spite. Just to keep it from ever getting back on the road again. Just to piss off any GMC fans out there who’d hate to see it die. Just to be a prick. Know this, if it hasn’t gone away by Sunday evening, next weekend it is going to the crusher. I might fill the crankcase with sand and take the plasma cutter to all of the body panels before taking it so no one will get the bright idea to buy it after I drop it off. I'm not sure I've ever hated anything as much as I hate this fucking truck. Oh well, there is Bill “Tiny and Flaccid” Gates. I think I hate him as much as this truck. Yeah, I could see dousing him in gasoline and lighting him on fire, or rolling him down a boat ramp into a lake. Well, I think I've ranted enough for today. I'm going to get some lunch. Fuck GMC.