Tell me about it. The little ******* was already in maximum overdrive last night. He had me worrying about the flexplate, and the modifications that I now have to undo. Had me worrying about the converter measurements. Thinking about the radiators for the heat exchanger, relocating the oil coolers out of the G-shroud and moving them outward. Wondering if I can get away with one of those little radiators, ( instead of two) and wondering how much additional water I'll need in a reservoir (other than what's circulating) Having to drill a hole in the head to access the water jacket so that I'll be able to route water to the heater, instead of using the pipe nipple that is at the very back of the head. Those few things, and countless others...cost me sleep from about 2:30AM till the alarm went off at 6am this morning.So 2 weeks or so off out of the country? Holy , the 3AMD is going to wear you out like a cheap suit. With no way to go down to the Lair and verify the he is telling you, you may just go crazy. Or have serious insomnia.
What "Everything?"
That lady does not seem pleased with your ‘pitchur takin’ in her favorite restaurant...I've decided...I have seen Hell.
It's not that bad a place really...But it wont take long before you'll hate it.
Hell actually has a name...its called Capt Anderson's seafood restaurant.
Notice the decor in hell...
Now add in the ambiance....there is elevator music wafting through the air..
The plaid carpet helps the Geriatric squad keep their hoverounds on the right path,.the ferns overhead cant possibly have been dusted since they were hung in the late 70's
The food is stupidly overpriced considering the sides you get ( canned mixed veggies, and a scoop of mashed potatoes)
And to think, this place came highly recommended by the BMW customer I delivered the car to tonight.
And the kicker for all of this excellence, is that my canned food, and small piece ( 4oz) of broiled grouper cost me 41 bucks with the tip.
Now, I get to go back home to my fleabag hotel owned by none other than Pradip
Singjak enterprises...kind of another version of hell in of itself..the first room I walked into smelled like the toilet overflowed..
No...Concur. I could've probably chosen a better hotel, but I'm not on vacation and I figured Comfort inn....Ah. Travelocity, I see.
it was panama city...Comfort inn is part of a chain that includes these hotelsChrist Almighty, if there ever was an oxymoron...COMFORT INN. Drury, Hampton Inn, candlewood suites all sound a might better. And there are so many GOOD places to eat in Pensacola. Was the sale contingent upon eating at that hole?
You and me Steve...talking to the corners of the room..if it's not a muffler thread, or a does this seat make my butt feel as fat as it is thread,..nobody around here is commenting.Sweet, I am interested to see how the manual brakes work out. If i can get rid of the MC for more room I will, I have never driven a car with manual steering either so I want to hear what that is like. The ever leaking PS pump can go away forever.