Week 38 - It's little and read and goes vroom…

This week was officially the last week of summer. It also was the beginning of me wondering where in the hell has all the time gone. Even now, writing this post completely behind schedule, I am just wondering where the hell did my summer go.

It's so true Days of Our LIves - it is like sand through an hourglass.

And because I have no idea where my time has gone, I have no excuse for where all the new has gone. Although it doesn't feel like it, I really am trying new things all of the time. They just aren't really blog worthy. I'm going to be scraping around the bottom of the barrel for this post. Not really the bottom, just about 3/4 down. And here it goes…


Friday, 9/21/07: Home Delivery: boneless wings.

I am a true fan of the bonless wing. Yeah, it's actually not a wing but it's delicious and usually gross-out free. I don't like to rip meat from a bone, mostly because I have had anatomy classes and I know exactly how that muscle worked on the poor, dead chicken. And then I get really bummed out thinking about Luke. Or Tripod when he had his leg amputated and we left it in the fridge for weeks to look at when curiosity struck us.

But mostly it's just gross. And I always end up getting some chewy cartiledge or a vein or some more heinous that that.

So I stick with the boneless wings. They are tasty and just as deep fried as the actual wings. Sometimes they are grilled. Either way, I've never found a vein in them and that makes them even more delicious.

We tried the boneless wings here with their new Balsamic Blueberry. Or something like that. They were yummy. I love Balsamic vinegar and Blueberry's so it was perfect.

Here are some pictures of the yumminess.






HIGHLY recommended. So so good.



Later that night we went back to the garage and I finally learned how to weld. I had a little trouble at first, but I think that I did ok for my first time. It took a while to catch on - more time than I would like anyhow - which means that it took me my 8th try instead of the 1st. I should be an expert at everything and I get so pissed off when I'm not.

Yes, I am wearing flip-flops to weld. And yes, that shit that sprays in the air when your welding does kind of hurt when it hits you.




Here is my first bead!!!




This is what it looks like up close. It really is so bright that it makes all normal light black. This was with the lights on, but it did make me think a second, "Did that jerk Troy make me weld with the lights out?" No, I'm just an idiot and I forgot.




I do kind turn into a cry baby when light is involved with my precious, precious eyeballs and all of the light coming into the helmet was fucking up my chi. Troy drapped his hankie around my head - so I think that I may be the first chick to ever weld with a Babuska on.



But I rocked the shit out of that bubuska.



Saturday, 9/22/07: The Garage: Beautiful Beautiful Things

Today I finished up 2 projects: the heater for the truck and Troy's tricycle. I've been working on this heater for quite some time. It's the only heat that the truck will have - that's just how things worked in 1948.

I'm positive that I have a picture of this "before" somewhere, but my file management is *cough* lacking right now. Here is the finished project. Weep in it's glory.







This is pretty much what the truck will look like in the end - flat black with candy red. Fetching I'd say.

And I know that it looks pretty perfect and I seem like I can't do anything wrong - BUT - I had to sand it 2x because of fuck-ups on my part. I swear to god that if it didn't come out right this time, I was going to light the whole garage on fire. But cooler heads prevailed and now I can pass it off like I'm an expert. I'm not. That was my dose of modesty for the day.



I think that I mentioned before that Troy wanted a tricycle. He found one in his uncle's front yard. It was old and rusty and one of the wheels was busted off. Here are some before and after shots.

It says $6 - but Troy got it for free.




A big ole pile of shit. I had to sand this back to hell before it was ready for prep.




I had to tape off the seat 2x to get it perfect. I started with 2 coats of primer and 4 coats of white. Then tape and paper and 3 coats of red atleast.




In person, the handle bars are not as nice. I spent 2 hours sanding them down and they still look like hell.



I did not give a shit about the tire.




This is my paint booth. And by paint booth I mean "Open garage door."




The beautiful peices before assembly.




This finished project. I know. It's really nice and I couldn't be prouder.




And it only matters if this kid likes it.





Here is my parting shot. It is not uncommon for me to come home looking like this or worse.