Neanderpundit

Well the Exploder isn’t, but it is on it’s way- the disassembly has finished and the reassembly has begun. THe timing chain cover is back on, and the old water pump is bolted up to allow me to put tension to the timing cover gasket. It’ll be nice to be able to let it dry thoroughly overnight, too. Tomorrow, the last of the hoses come in and I can get it back together. Maybe even drive tomorrow night.

Me, on the other hand, I’m putting in hours trying to get some long overdue jobs up to speed, and it feels good to hit the road early and travel three, four hundred miles in a day, getting things fixed, making a difference. Like being back in the saddle. Feels good. I’m content.

Yes, Jefro, I did sacrtifice blood to the gods of the Wrench. Early on, in fact. And I will probably do more manana.

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.