Today I'm home, sick. No, not tryptophan overdose, just overwork, and probably downed by the germs coughed on my receipt by the girl at In-and-Out the other day (yecch!).
Hope your Thanksgiving was wonderful. I spent Friday helping a friend move to Merced (for work, not the local scene), Saturday cleaning house, and Sunday hosting family and a new friend for turkey dinner with all the trimmings. I actually made the turkey (I confess, pre-cooked), sweet potatoes, and hors d'oeuvres - proving I've got mad kitchen skills in addition to garage chops.
Winter (for what it is here) has hit, along with the local tule fog. Here's my artiste shot of the RPU, supposedly a former drag strip warrior according to its windshield sticker, dripping with fog juice.
And here's Twice Lucky, up on her temporary front shoes. My uncle was right: 6.00 x 16 tires are too tall in front, even if I'm seeking a "period" stance. Probably go with 5.50s, which will shave an inch in height, and should narrow up the tire slightly.
Not sure when I'll next get to the garage; have a busy week ahead and therefore need to stave off pneumonia. Until then,
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Monday, December 1, 2008
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