5/25/12

Well, today is going very slowly for me.  It is only a quarter to nine in the morning and I'm already bored out of my skull.  The installation dudes aren’t here yet to continue their work with the new projector system so I'm not really sure why I'm… and here they are now!  What I was going to say was, “…I'm not really sure why I'm bothering with my ‘Busy Work.’”  See, longtime readers of this rant might remember that it began as a way to waste time while looking busy when I worked at the Fire Station rental office downtown.  Now, it is more of a habit.  By the way, it is ok to kiss a nun from time to time… as long as you don’t get into the habit!  Ba-dum-bum!  Anyhoo, now that they are here, I need to look busy lest they go back to the home office and rat me out.  Not that I think they would, especially since I have admitted to them that, for the most part, all I do is sit here and wait for emergencies to pop up.  But I think it would look bad if I were to be playing solitaire while they are working.  Typing on my laptop at least LOOKS like I'm doing something important.  (Large section of deleted text here.)  Ok, I think the plan for tomorrow is to go to the shop and work on Lil' Wiggly.  We need to install that carburetor link and synch the carburetors.  We could probably stand to check the timing and valve lash again while we’re in there.  I can't remember if we put new spark plugs in that motor… surely we did.  Well, I don’t have the money to buy another set so we’re going to have to use the ones it has in there no matter how old they are.  They can't be too terribly old because I'm almost 100% sure I would not have put old plugs in that $1,000.00 cylinder head when I built that motor for The Seven.  Let’s see, that would have been back in… hang on, I have to go look at old pictures to see if I can finger out when that was.  Ok, according to my photos, I kersploded the original engine while the car wore 09/09 license and 04/09 inspection stickers.  I built the super hot rod engine over the summer after the freezing-assed Birkinstock Festival, the return trip from which was when the catastrophic engine failure occurred.  So, those plugs cannot be more than three years old and cannot have more than a couple hundred miles on them.  They must be good.  Ok, I'm going to hang my hat on that.  I have convinced myself.  I'm going to let the matter drop.  This is the last we shall hear of it.  I'm through worrying about it.  It is no longer an issue to which we shall devote any time.  Wait, what were we talking about?  Ok, so with any luck Lil' Wiggly will be ready to take home tomorrow.  I'd like that.  In fact, I think I'll drive Fifi to the shop just in case I decide to take Lil' Wiggly home without worrying about having to get a ride back to the shop.  Unless… perhaps I can convince John to come pick me up in the morning.  That way we would HAVE to get Lil' Wiggly roadworthy or he’d have to take me home again.  I'll shoost him a text right quick and ask his thoughts on the matter.  Done, now we await his reply.  I’m kind of looking forward to having Lil' Wiggly back at home so I can drive it to work from time to time.  Ok, I just heard from John.  We have come up with a better plan.  I'm going to limp The Seven to the shop so we can replace the clutch hydraulics at a later date.  The Seven will then Occupy Wall Street… wait, no that is something else entirely.  The Seven will occupy the spot vacated by Lil' Wiggly whether or not it goes home.  Of course if I don’t get Lil' Wiggly roadworthy I will have to bum a ride home.  I have asked John's approval of that plan and we are going ahead with it.  So there’s that going on.  When I realized just how long I've been gassing on here, I decided to go back and delete a very venomous rant about how much I hate computer programmers.  Oh, it was bad, “wishing them to have to bury their children” bad.   I still feel that way, but I'm not expressing it in the rant anymore… sort of.  Anyhoo, the installation guys are planning to leave here in a little bit so I don’t have to keep this charade up much longer.  I will go ahead and tell y'all that mom had her last colonoscopy today.  She’d had one a few years ago and the doctor said if this one doesn’t show anything, don’t darken our door ever again.  Well, she reports that they used just enough anesthesia to make her comfortable and that she got to watch the procedure.  While she was talking about it, by butt hole puckered up and I had to stop her.  They didn’t find anything and so let her be on her way.  She sounded fine on the phone so I'm going to stop worrying about it.  It seems like the worst part of the ordeal, and this is what every person I've ever talked to about it says, is the cleansing one has to endure before going in.  Mrs. Wollowitz on “The Big Bang Theory” put it best when she said, “I’m like an upside-down volcano in here!”  Of course it works better in her screaming Jewish accent.  Ok, since it is now 1130 h, I think I'm going to hover over the installation guys as they finish up for the day.  I'll talk to y'all again Monday.