9/13/13

In keeping with it being Friday the thirteenth, I'm having a bit of bad luck on the “Working on Lil' Wiggly at the shop tomorrow” front.  John has been informed that he is to attend an wedding Saturday afternoon and won't be able to come out and play.  I'm debating whether or not I'm going to trek across town to hang out by myself.  I should go test fit the belt which I'm already about 97% sure won't fit.  I suppose I could take a measurement of the alternate routing I suggested the other day and see if I can trade in last week’s second belt for yet another, even longer belt.  I could attach the bell housing to the transmission since I have the right bolts now.  I do need two nuts for the motor mount bolts; I suppose I could check out the hardware store around the corner.  I could mess with the finalization of the hose routing for the hydraulic throwout bearing.  Psh, it ain't my first rodeo, I could attempt to hang the damned engine and transmission!  Ok, I guess I'll see if mom has alternate plans for me, since I admitted that John wasn’t going to be there, and go do a few things if she doesn’t.  The only thing I remember her saying she wanted done was the rewiring of that electrical outlet behind her TV.  See, at some point in the past, dad wired in an outlet between their closets for a TV.  What he didn’t do was wire in a three-prong outlet.  Now, I could just yank the two-prong jobbie and replace it with a three-prong, but I think a ground wire otter be there.  Of course it hasn’t had one for forty years, why worry now?  I don’t know.  Oh, I just remembered she saw the same TV I bought for her at Best Buy for $100.00 less at Sam’s Club so I imagine we’ll be going to look at that as well.  Feh, I don’t want to do either of those things.  Ok, if she does want to do that stuff, it won't take much past lunch.  I could go to the shop in the afternoon and look at shit for a while… then take the Bullpup 7.62x39 rifle to the range and sight in the new optic.  That sounds like a doable plan.  Ok John, I won't try to put the engine in the car without you… probably.  Of course it would get me that much further ahead in the game.  I will try my best to resist the urge.  It might not be too hard to fight it if the heat gets oppressive.  We’ll see.  Remember that Dingleberry Q10 “smart” phone I got back in June?  The one I wasn’t sure if I hated or REALLY hated?  Well, today at lunch it fucked up one time too many.  John called to ask if I was mad at him.  Apparently I hadn’t replied to some text messages or something.  When I went to the Dingleberry to check to see if I'd missed any, it shut down.  I tried to restart it and it said “Blackberry” and then went to a purple ring around the little multi “D” logo… then it went black again and popped up “Blackberry” again.  I said, “If it goes to that purple motherfucker again…” and it did.  I threw the damned thing on the floor, picked it up and threw it in a trash can.  Literally, threw it into a trash can.  Everyone at the railroad cafeteria was looking at me.  I sat back down and continued to eat my lasagna.  Someone at the table called me to see if it would ring in the trash can and when it did I decided I'd dig it out again.  I did and took it to the bathroom to rinse off the garbage.  Yeah, like it was going to get any more broke by adding some water.  I called John to tell him it was dead and that I could only be reached on the work D’berry.  I had a look at the afternoon schedule and decided I would go to AT&T and get a dumb phone with a QWERTY keyboard.  This I did.  I now have a $29.99 Alcatel “burner” phone on my main line.  I've told John and his response was, “Huzzah!”  On the plus side, if you want to look at it that way, I did buy the insurance on the D’berry so I can get it replaced.  I'm not sure what good that will do though as I'm pretty sure dumb phones are the way to go for me.  Perhaps I'll get the replacement and sell it on one of those “We buy old smart phones!” websites.  Of course that last sentence should be pronounced, “Perhaps I'll have John get the replacement and then have him sell it for me on one of those ‘We buy old smart phones!’ websites.”  Or I could toss it into Lake Worth as I drive home this evening.  No, I won't do that just in case John wants to do all the legwork for the insurance replacement.  Unfortunately the gal at AT&T didn’t offer to transfer my numbers from the D’berry to the new phone so I'm going to have to enter them all one at a time.  I was thinking I'd do that this afternoon here at the desk but I've got it on the charger instead… and I'm talking to y'all.  Ok, I'm bored with talking to y'all.  I guess I will start entering phone numbers into the new phone.  I'll tell y'all how the weekend went on Monday.