10/17/13

The scrap guy called as I was hooning Heron road on the way home from work.  He asked first of all what and how much there was.  I told him car parts and metal junk like that.  He asked if it would all fit in the back of a pickup.  I said, “With multiple trips.”  He said he would find a trailer.  He then asked if I could wait until Friday.  I said Saturday was the only day that worked and he said that was even better for him.  I gave him the “address” in that I told him it was Shoreline Mini Storage on Rocky Creek Park Road in Crowley.  Hopefully he’s at least as computer savvy as me and can look that up.  I've found it on Google before… but I know where it is.  Hmm, perhaps he’ll be MORE computer savvy than me.  Anyhoo, he said he’d be there at 0800 h Saturday morning.  When those plans were made, I immediately got nervous because I hadn’t cleared that with John.  When he did reply to my text he said it sounded like a good plan.  Whew.  So, if John's car scrapper shows up as well, we might just be out of there before November 1^st.  That would be the bee’s knees.  I could really use that $600.00 a month “raise” from dropping that rent… and the sooner the better.  So, there’s that going on.  Now, I've come to another decision with regards to the DLR fleet of cars.  I've said all along that I'm not sure I'm going to like the way Lil' Wiggly drives with that huge donk out front.  I've worried it will be too much like the Fauxbra I used to own.  I never committed one way or the other on whether this car was being built to keep or sell, but have always said that IF I didn’t like the handling, it would be AVAILABLE for sale.  Now, however, I'm thinking I need to sell it to finance the Mini.  What I'd like to do is take the money from selling Lil' Wiggly and George, and drop it in the credit onion here at the railroad so it is harder to touch.  That account also has the credit card I plan to use for the Mini’s parts… which, from now on, will only be used for Mini parts.  So, having made that plan, and knowing that we need to do something with the motor mounts in Lil' Wiggly, I'm thinking the engine needs to come out one more time so we can put a lick of paint in the engine bay.  Of course if John comes up with a good argument against it, I could be talked down from that ledge.  An example of a good argument might be, “Awwww, that sounds like a lot of work,” or some other whine to that effect.  We’ll see.  So, what else is there to talk about?  Well, I left a note on the front door saying, “FedEx!  Please return after 5:30 for a signature.”  Like I said yesterday, I don’t think it will work, but it was worth a try.  I've just checked the tracking number and it is on a truck, out for delivery.  Hopefully it is at the front of the truck with lots and lots of other deliveries before it.  Well, we’ll see this evening I guess.  Of course, even if it does arrive today, and I can sign for it, I won't be doing anything with the parts until Lil' Wiggly is up and running… well, I'll take them out and grok them of course, but I won't be putting them on the car.  Sort of thing.  Hmm, what else?  Oh, for some reason I was thinking about Bovril this morning and realized I didn’t really know what it was.  Apparently it is a beef concentrate sort of stuff one spreads on bread or dilutes with water into a hot “tea” of sorts.  The Bovril page led me to the Marmite page and I read about yeast-extract paste for a bit.  Someone at some time had given me a jar of Vegemite, the Australian counterpart to British Marmite, but I never opened it.  The more I read, the more I wanted to hop in the car and drive to the British Emporium in Grapevine to buy some of these vile sounding swills.  Then I remembered that traffic to and from Grapevine, as well as in Grapevine, is horrible… and I'm broke… and the shit sounds kind of nasty to be honest.  But I still want to try it.  Perhaps I'm just hungry.  I've finished off the beef jerky here at my desk and had a few broken bits of cookie from the big bag of broken cookie bits one of the catering folks gave me… but I'm still feeling a bit peckish.  Oh well, it’ll be lunchtime in… an hour and a half!?!?!?!?!  Crap, this morning is going slow as hell!  Feh, I think I've just about said all I have to say for the day.  I'll let y'all know how the delivery went when/if I talk to you tomorrow.  Toodles.  Addendum: I cut out early to try and meet the FedEx guy… I was not successful.  But he did leave the package with a neighbor so I got the brakes for the Mini anyway!  Huzzah!