| Why are there only 52
weekends in a year? When you subtract the time spent at weekend weddings, family
reunions, picnics, vacations and the kids school events - there's little time left to
build a car! I'm sure all you parents of high
school band students can relate to the later. Fall weekends are packed with band festivals
- sometimes multiple events on the same weekend. I'm not complaining. I love being a
"band parent" and get a deep sense of pride as my daughters march in a parade or
field competition, and so should they. The students put forth a huge amount of time and
energy. When I watch the various high school performances I have to keep reminding myself
that these are all 14-17 year old kids!
 As for the car, it's coming along slowly but surely. I
removed the blower once more to change the 2 center studs on the driver's side back to the
shorter ones. I've decided not to use the BDS linkage in favor of a custom linkage that
I'm in the process of designing. The new linkage will be super clean with only a single
cable entering the firewall. The cables and controllers for the transmission TV cable,
throttle position sensor and cruise control will be inside the car. I think you'll find
this part of the project very interesting.
Fortunately I have most of the major parts to complete the
car or at least to keep working on it for while without having to dip into our kid's
college fund. It's starting to feel like I'm single-handedly trying to revive the nation's
economy. Our president would be proud.
On World Events:
I'm playing the stereo while I work in the garage now instead of watching TV. If I
hear the word Anthrax one more time I think I'll puke! Working on the car helps
take my mind off the anger I'm feeling with humanity. By nature I'm not a bitter person so
I've been struggling with uncharted emotions. There's also a feeling of hopelessness
looming over me that's totally uncharacteristic of my normal demeanor. It has less to do
with the recent terrorism than the realization that there are actually people in the world
who will do those things and that there always will be.
As I was standing in line to pick up a carry out pizza the
other night a nervous and agitated guy waiting in line in front of me suddenly turned
around and out of nowhere, with a blood chilling look in his eyes, blurted out "What
the F--K are you look'n at?" As long as there are screwed up people like this
walking the face of the earth there will be murder and mayhem - it's inevitable - and
disheartening.
Hopefully things will improve before next month's progress
editorial. In the mean time - I'm having our pizza's delivered.
Take care, |
