9/5/13

Ok, remember how I had come up with the latest plan yesterday?  Well… it is still the same.  Oh, it appears as though I forgot to tell y'all which version of VTEC is used on the D15Z1… it is VTEC-E by the way.  That would be why that system’s paragraph was at the top of the page when you clicked the link yesterday.  So, what can we talk about today?  Oh, the dude in charge of the BNSF Family Day Car Show sent me an e-mail today asking which car I was going to bring.  Since we aren’t nearly as far along on Lil' Wiggly as I'd hoped, I went ahead and told him I'd bring The Seven.  This, of course, frees John and me up to do stuff TO the shop as well as AT the shop.  I'm thinking that I'll swing by Beenbroke and pick up the ladders so we can try to make more light in the new shop by hanging new fixtures and/or seeing about fixing the existing ones.  I might pick up the welder, its cart, and gas bottle at that time as well.  I'm sure we will be making a hardware store run to buy light fixtures and/or repair parts, so a couple 220v circuit breakers might get bought as well.  Wow, I just noticed a big grammatical error a few sentences ago.  Don’t go looking for it, I've already fixed it.  Any others are intentional… probably.  I originally said “John and I” when it should have been “John and me” or “me and John.”  But I digress.  So yeah, I'm thinking that having the welder at the new shop will be necessary pretty soon for the Lil' Wiggly project.  Of course the air compressor is going to come in handy as well soon but I can't load that by myself.  Well, I probably could… but I ain’t gonna.  We need to run the thing up to 10psi or so and crack open the drain cock before moving it.  Perhaps I'll do… no I won't.  Bleh, that is going to be nasty.  I'll bet that thing is half full of rusty-ass water… or perhaps it will be rusty ass-water.  Sorry, that just cracked me up.  I'm still giggling.  It’s like I saw on a tee shirt once: “Commas are important.  ‘Let’s eat, grandma!’ is totally different than ‘Let’s eat grandma!’”  Now I'm laughing at that.  Now I'm thinking about the Benny Hill bits, “What’s that in the road, ahead?” and the classic “What is this thing called, love?”  You have to hear them I guess.  Damn but he was one funny dirty old man.  Ok, where was I?  Right, rusty ass-water.  I know I have drained that thing once in the last ten years… but only once.  As humid as it is in Beenbroke, it will not surprise me to get a couple gallons out of it.  We probably otter put a more convenient drain cock system on there for the future.  Now would be the time to do it.  I'm thinking an elbow with a longish pipe extending outside… sort of thing.  A ball-cock on the end should do the trick for sealing and draining the thing.  If we did like I said above and filled the tank with a couple psi of air, then the thing will blow-down and vent most, if not all, the water in one big “Whoosh!”  Sort of thing.  So, there’s that going on.  Hmm, what else is there to say?  Nope, I've got nothin’.  I guess I'll call it a rant then.