Frerbruraryr 13, 2012

Ok, I was going to say “Sorry I didn’t have anything to say last week,” but I'm not. So there. Count yourselves lucky when I do decide to chat with y'all. Like today for instance. So the other day Fiona clicked over 6,000 miles. I'd decided that I'd have the dealer change the oil at 3k and 6k, and then I'd take over at 10k and every five thousand after that. That made for a nice 3k, 3k, 4k, 5k… break in and maintenance program. So I asked John if he’d mind meeting me at the dealer by my house before we went to the shop. I'd forgotten that the dude was supposed to come for Nadine, I hoped, on Saturday so we blew off the oil change. I met John at the shop around 0830 h and we built some spring perches for his 1200, “Timmy!” Oh, it was butt-assed butt-butt cold. We drug out the diesel/kerosene “Jet Engine” heater thingy and fired it up. Eventually we got the shop’s thermometer up to 45° from 27° I believe. We looked at a few other things, I don’t remember what, and eventually I decided it was time to poop or get out of the Ganges on Lil' Wiggly's dash vents. I decided that we probably wouldn’t be able to get the hoses from the shut-offs to the registers so we put it in without them. The ventilation air will just have to flow in and circulate around the dash as it will. We installed the dash. It was a total pain in the ass, but it is in. It isn’t hooked up, but it is in. I was just frustrated enough that we didn’t hook anything up because the car might have burned to the ground if we had and the gauges didn’t work. No, make that, “the car WOULD have burned to the ground if the gauges didn’t work.” I'm not holding out any hope that they will but if it is a fresh day when we test it, destruction is less likely. Oh, the water temp and oil pressure will probably work, as will the speedo, but the tach will probably be all fucked up and I can almost guarantee the fuel gauge won't do shit. I'm not even sure why I keep buying fucking fuel gauges. I've never had one work rig… oh wait, The Seven's gauge works. Never mind. Ah! But The Seven is using a matching Autometer sending unit! Oh well, we’ll see I guess. Anyhoo, from the shop we went to Mexican Inn for lunch and then parted ways. Since I hadn’t heard anything from the dude about picking up Nadine, I decided to go ahead and have the oil changed in Fiona. I drove across town to the dealer where I'd bought the car and had it done. They asked if there were any other issues so I told them about the volume control on the steering wheel turning on the Bluetooth. Of course it wouldn’t do it for them. I blew it off. I asked if they could check the alignment but blew that off too when it sounded like it was going to take forever. $37.00 later and I was on my way. Back at home, I finally heard from the dude about Nadine. He was going to come Sunday for the car. I texted Larry to ask if he wanted to wait on me or blow off the gun show. I didn’t hear back from him. I'm going to save Sunday’s tale for tomorrow even though I already have half of it written. I do that from time to time.