11/2/2012

Well, John and I are going to Not Texas in the morning to buy that axle.  Apparently the one axle he has “on him” is the nicer one and the less-nice one is about sixty miles east of Not Texas in his storage unit.  Sure.  I will be buying the one he has for $100.00 it appears.  John has also found a 7.5” axle closer to us for $50.00 but I really think I want the bigger ring gear.  John's Mustang guy says the 7.5 should hold up behind the 289 if we NEVER put slicks on it.  Well, I'm not ready to make that promise.  No, that isn’t really the case.  I probably would never put slicks on it, but zooking the spider gears is definitely a possibility.  Then again, with as much torque as this thing is going to make, I'll bet that just easing out the clutch without touching the gas will be sufficient to get the car going.  The “Peg Leg Burnout” situation we encountered in Gil was due to (tee hee, I said "doo doo!") the fact that Juan had to give her the beans just to get rolling.  The thing would just light up one tire then eventually hook up and go.  Anyhoo, the point is that while slicks are probably not going to happen, a locked differential might not make the smaller ring gear happy.  That’s what I'm trying to get across here.  So, yeah, I'll pick up John at 0830 h and we’ll roll to Not Texas.  I'm not sure if we’ll take the axle to the shop and then him home or if he’ll need to call it a day immediately.  Now that I think about it, it will more likely be immediately.  Well, that shoosts down my plan for the rest of the day.  I was thinking that we’d take the axle to the shop, heft it up on the table, and I'd get cracking on installing the Kia disc brakes.  If I'm alone with the axle in the back of Fifi, the best I can hope for is dropping it off behind Lil' Wiggly on the floor.  Poop.  Oh well, we gotta do what we gotta do, I guess.  I suppose I could sit on the floor behind Lil' Wiggly and play with the brakes.  I imagine that will be the plan of attack.  Oh, I guess I could also finish zooking up the cross member from last weekend.  So, there’s all of that going on.  Sunday Larry and I will go to the gun show.  I think I'm going to take the Mare’s Leg and see if it will sell for enough to finance a long barrel magnum Judge.  The Mare’s Leg is cool and all, but it really is a pointless gun.  You can't aim the thing, it is the epitome of “Spray and Pray” shooting from the hip.  Yeah, I think I otter try to sell it.  Good thing I didn’t buy that $100.00 holster for it at Cabela’s!  Of course if it doesn’t sell, I probably will buy a holster for it and just say, “Meh, whatever.  It’s a cool gun.”  And I'm now bored with y'all.  I think I'm going to call it a rant and go hang out with Larry until quitting time.  No, I'll probably continue re-reading old rants.  I've been doing that these last few days.  I used to be a lot funnier back then.  Oh well, what are you going to do… read someone else’s blog?  Psh, yeah right.