Neanderpundit

Standing in the shower this morning, I realized I have bruises in places I never expected. Like my armpits. The insode of the elbows. Back of my neck. The base of my sternum. The fronts of my thighs.

Anyone who has ever done extensive engine work on a truck understands these injuries, and what causes them.

I’m gonna be happy when this is done, lord knows.

The people at Focal photo labs, who sent me a note that the cashj i sent was insufficient to cover the cost of developing.

When I’d sent credit card information.

Fucktards.

The people at Max Madsen Ford whose website still says their service department is open till nine.
And it now closes at five thirty.

And I arrived at five thirty seven

So I was unable to get the bolts I need for the Explorer.

Fucktards.

That is all. Discuss amongst yourself.

I got 1/3 of the way to work today, and the truck started overheating. The thermostat turned out to be bad, but I’m also suspicious of the water pump, etc.

In the process of dismantling the damned thing, I have broken off a stud in the block. Now I have to dismantle even FURTHER than I had to before, just to get to the broken stud, chase it out, and put the engine back together.

So I’ll drive the Honda for several days and fight with the bastard, hopefully finishing it before the weekend.

Sometimes I HATE cars so damned much. Anyway, I’ll be greasy for some time to come. Light posting etc. etc.

Update: The broken studs are out. The gasket surfaces have been scraped. The bolts are on order. I should have the whole thing together in a couple of days, but I have a job I need to get to. So I’ll drive the Civic (Honda! The Car that you Wear!) until I can do this right and get it done.