6/30/14

Wow, I’m afeared I might be getting near a “Poop or get out of the Ganges” point with Lil’ Wiggly.  Saturday we installed the zorst manifolds again as well as the thermostat, thermostat housing, and the little hose what goes from the thermostat housing to the water pump.  I also installed a hose nipple in the intake manifold to connect the other hose fitting on the water pump to… well, something.  John sent me home with a list pinned to my shirt for the things I needed to buy before next Saturday.  That list included the hose to run from the water pump to the manifold, a length of fuel hose to get from the fuel filter to the carburetor, and the plug for the alternator.  I knew the Vato Zone in Haltom City had the plug because on the way to the shop I had stopped at the Vato Zone on McCart to see if they had one after the Boys of Pep on McCart didn’t.  TBoP did have zorst manifold gaskets, a thermostat, and t-stat gasket.  Before going to TBoP I stopped at Lowe’s and bought the rest of the bolts necessary to mount the manifolds.  How’s that for a backwards timeline of events?  So, after lunch I went to the Haltom City Vato Zone and bought the hoses and plug.  My knees were killing me so I went home after that.  I decided that I was not going to do anything Sunday and see if I could rest up my knees so they wouldn’t hurt at work this week.  I was partially successful.  I did waste most of the day yesterday and did rest up the knees, but they still are a tad sore.  The left one is especially stiff when I first get up to walk around.  Mom wants me to get them replaced while I have good insurance but I won’t have good insurance when I get fired for having to take off time to have my knees replaced.  Catch 22 as it were.  Oh, and there’s the fact that I don’t really want to go through having my knees replaced.  I talk a big game when I say things like, “Yeah, if they are replacing the knee, I want them to replace the whole thigh bone so I won’t have to worry about breaking a hip when I’m older.”  I could be like Honey Badger… or whatever that X-Team guy with the metal skeleton is called.  He was played by that tiny little Australian guy… Huge Jackass, or something.  Anyhoo, like I said I may talk a big game but when it comes to nut-cuttin’ time, or bone replacing time as it were, I think I will just give it a pass thankyouverymuch.  So, what else is going on?  Oh, while resting the knees yesterday I went to Summit’s online store and bought a 4” diameter 90⁰ mandrel bend so we could mount the air filter on the driver’s side of the engine bay in Lil’ Wiggly.  I also bought a 4” silly cone coupling for that project.  While blowing money I don’t really have, I also got three sets of electric fan mounting kits (one for LW, one for John’s 1200, and one for the Chickenhawk), two O-rings for the gas caps on the fuel cells for LW and the Chx, and a set of spark plug wires for LW.  Everything but the silly cone coupling should be here by Thursday.  The coupling won’t ship until the 14^th though.  Bummer.  Now, I probably shouldn’t admit this since John will give me shit for spending money on frivolous gun stuff but I ordered some things for the Tavor Sunday.  I found a Picatinny rail mounted magazine holder, basically an AR-15 mag well which attaches to the rail to hold a spare magazine, and thought, “Hey, that’s kind of cool.”  I ordered one along with the angled rail section to bolt to the bottom of the Tavor’s fore end grip.  Hopefully wit will work and won’t be another “learning experience.”   We’ll see.  Well, it is approaching 1130 h so I’m going to call it a rant.  Have a day.