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but not really, more labor intensive-like. Going to be tearing into the Donor-blazer today, getting that rearend pulled apart, and getting it into Buffalo. May or may not be a today thing, but that means lots of wrenching cutting what-not,,, So'sssss If'n I don't do much posting over the next couple-o-days, y'all understand, right?

That pic is at the place she has been sitting for the last few days, just before take off.   Reattaching the Drive shaft was a no go, but Cecil used his John Deere to push her onto the trailer easy-peasy.   A little Dawn dishwashing liquid for lube under the rubber and she slid just fine.   … Continue reading Successful extraction

those that the gods wish to destroy, they first drive mad. The Greek demi-goddess of Madness, frenzy and rage was LYSSA With all the madness, chaos and other aspects that have arrived in my world along with this boat, I find that name quite fitting.   Lyssa was a reluctant goddess, hestitant to use her powers … Continue reading madness,,,

Ok, Unk brought the Blazer over and parked it near the end of my drive, ready for me to yank what I need/want. Talked to Son of Bossman this evening, and he changed plans a hair.  Instead of him and I doing the thunderrun, I, little ol' me, will be doing that run solo with … Continue reading Where my Tribulations stand,,.

Sitting on the porch, working plastic on Blue Jean (cleaning up welds and smoothing them out) Unk was walking his dog and Grizz and I decided to join him. welllsssss,,,,, He has 2002 Blazer, that has been sitting at his place since he bought his Toyota pickup: it ran just fine when he parked it … Continue reading Another Thank You in order

in our danged heads.  It should be obvious to my readers that I am at war with myself from the last couple of posts.   But, it's all good: this is a war that will come out how it comes out and there is only the 'do what I can, and that's all I can do' … Continue reading The wars we wage

probably shoulda posted this in the weehours, but I hit the sheets like a felled tree and slept like the dead until hydraulic pressure (aided by a kitteh bouncing off the abs telling me 'Mornin'!!!'   blasted kat!  ) forced me to ambulate to the head.   Driving through Chattanooga in a strange truck, at night, in … Continue reading homesafe