I'm really liking the decision to put the Monster into retro mode. I've decided that all of my updates from now on will be devoid of pictures until it is completely converted.
Leaving nothing but words,.....words,....and more words.
Today I needed to get my welding bottle exchanged, The problem with that is that welding supply places don't take kindly to swapping them out when the bottle is being transported inside a car. They point to the pictures of a blown up car where a bottle blew up, and tell you that that is the reason they don't want to exchange bottles transported inside a car. They want you to have a truck.
I don't got no truck. I have an SUV.
I have to agree to load my own swapped out bottle. If it blows up, it'll be all on me. I jam that dude into the wives' Cadillac.
For Weeks now, I've had the one Corbeau seat mounted, and the other has been sitting in my man cave living room...The hack job that I did trying to make the one seat fit, and work with the slider mechanism has been a fish bone stuck in my throat.
I hate it.
So today, now that I have a full welding bottle, I'm gonna mount the other seat the right way, and fix the driver seat as well. I get two hours into the project, and.....run out of welding wire.
Back out I go....only this time I decide to go to Home Depot to buy it. I'm standing in front of the welding supply section and looking at the 12lb spool of welding wire priced at 44.00. Maybe I better check the welding supply place I went to this morning.....so I call him. " Guess you didn't blow yourself up" he says..
Nope,...
18.61 plus tax....
Now I have to go back there...that is too good a deal not to make the trip.
I lose an hour.
I put the wire in the welder, and get back at it. I only manage to get the passenger side frame built before Kate calls, and wants to know what I'm doing.. " Dinkin!" I tell her.
" When are you gonna get done dinkin?" She hounds.
"Dinkin knows no timeline, and is only gauged by pain" I tell her.
"How do you feel then?" Comes the next question.
" I hurt like hell.....Im hungrier ana, my head hurts, and I'm dirtier than all 3 pigs" I reply.
"Then bring your ass up here and get in the shower, and take some aspirins....I'm hungry"
That was all I needed to hear.
I ordered the little tornados by themselves...if I decide to add anything under that, I'll add it later.