11/1/2012

So, if I can ever get the guy to give me an address, John and I will be going to Not Texas Saturday morning to buy at least one Ford 8” rear axle from a mid-sixties Falcon for Lil' Wiggly.  I say, “at least one” because the guy has two listed on Craigslist for a grand total of $175.00.  I finger I might be able to offer $150.00 and get them both.  We’ll see.  Of course he might just have one of them left.  If so, I'll buy it.  It’ll be the “less nice” one but I'll bet he says it is the nicer when I get there.  I'm sure I would.  Ok, no I probably wouldn’t… know what?  I'm not sure whether I would or not.  Anyhoo, there’s that going on.  I offered Kari, through Larry, $1,000.00 for that Toyota truck.  She’s cipherin’ and figgerin’ on it.  If she doesn’t sell it to me I'm not going to be heart broken, but I'd sure hate to see the thing sold as scrap.  It really is THAT nice… well, except for the slush box and “Three Point Slow” as Kevin calls that engine.  I don’t need a) another truck or 2) to spend the money so NOT getting it would be for the best.  I still want to “save” the thing from being scrapped and will follow through with my offer if she can't get any more for it, but I really shouldn’t.  Well, I just got a call from a damsel in distress so I gotta go rescue her.  Since it is also 1530 h, I'm going to call it a rant as well as a day here at the desk.  Perhaps I'll have more for y'all tomorrow.  We’ll see.