It's Happening...
Before I tell ya what's happening, I just have to point out that that title is also the name of one of my favorite songs by Biff Rose. He's the real "Buzz the Fuzz" guy I've mentioned before.
I typed that in, then said "Heeey, I know that song..." Pretty cool, huh?
It is indeed happening. The Great Engine Transplant of 2004 is underway. Right this particular minute, I own two Firebirds, neither of which has an engine in it. That's suspended between the two awaiting spark plugs and such shit, which Rob and Eric just left to get. George is out there doing something involving a ratchet. I can hear it clicking...
My part in all this is "Indoor Support", mostly. What that translates into is literally 10 lbs of the biggest, widest, nicest looking 'country ribs' that I've seen in a while. There are 16 of those beauties. I got over a half a gallon of Bull's Eye BBQ sause, a bag of big fat potatoes for baking, several bags of lima beans for garlic-n-butter lima beans, two kinds of Grands rolls (corn and country style) and I also have a 'brownies with walnuts mix'. Oh, and of course, there is the ever-so-excellent-and-EASY Kraft Mac and sharp cheddar cheese.... So, I'll be a cookin' fool here shortly. I also have to get out on Storm sometime today. I lost a semi-large thermal coffee cup offa my tractor last night, somewhere out there, and I looked on subsequent rides, but trying to see a dark red cup with a black lid at night with a flashlight from atop a bouncing tractor just is NOT the best way to actually FIND the farkin' thing, so it's a-riding I shall go. (Great excuse, ain't it? *beams*) At least I didn't almost catch on fire.... Ever see the movie Christine? Remember the part, after she cremates the gas station and runs over Buddy Repperton leaving a flaming bundle on the road behind her as she leaves? Well, that visual of her flaming down the road is damned near what I saw last night, one tractor ahead of me. Tractors will throw sparks, sometimes. Usually, it's no biggie and if you just bump the throttle down a little, it'll stop, if it's even a problem. However, when a tractor is pulling THREE wagons full of people, in too low a gear and throttled too high, it doesn't like that, apparently. *giggle*I saw the guy ahead of me throwing sparks. Quick check my own stack and I'm fine. But... he's still throwing 'em. More, in fact. Oh my... lookit that... they're shooting out of the stack and starting to come out from under the engine cover, by the manifold... WOW!!! Jeezus... I stop, shift to neutral, set the brake and tell my wagons, "Ummm, I'll be RIGHT back..." as I leap off the tractor and go running up to the other guy. I see it's a new driver. I don't know his name, but I have bullshitted with him a few times and he's a nice guy and he's also now a 'freaking out guy'... My first thought is 'unhook this thing and get the flaming thing away from the straw-filled things'....
I got Eric on the radio, told him to get Bill... I'm trying to yank the pin out and then I notice it's slowing up some... less sparks are flying... less... lesss... the longer the tractor sat, idling low, the better it was getting.. Thank Gawd.... He'd stopped right outside the entrance to the woods... (smart man). While Eric is discussing the situation with Bill on the radio, me and this guy are seeing what's happening and also seeing tractor after tractor lining the fields behind us, so we decide "Fuck it, man... It's stopped sparking and let's just do it.." I told him I'd stick close and I had his back cause I've got the radio and all, so.... we went for it and we made it. Again, thank GOD. No more sparks, no burning tractors, wagons, people or woods. Yay!!!! Yeah, that was fun. I got to think like the Fireman/EMT/emergency person I once was. Nice to know it's all still in there somewhere. I mean, I still count steps to this DAY because of that training, but that's just kinda annoying, that part, the counting stairs shit.. lol. Nice to know I still have some of the useful stuff, too... Okay... Guess I ought wrap this up and start doing my cooking/'support'. Gotta call Dad and ask him how to really bake potatoes. All I ever do is nuke 'em, anymore. I know it involves tinfoil, the oven, some temperature of heat and a unit of time. I just need a few specifics. Talk to ya's later!! *hollered out the window (or at the monitor) in a 'Rocky Balboa' voice* Peace
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Give the taters an hour at 350 degres & ya can't go too far wrong. If they're really fat an extra 10 minutes won't hurt.
I nevert realy say the purpose of wrapping 'em in tinfoil. Sure if you're doing 'em on a barbecue or in a fire, it helps keep 'em from getting carbonised, but I like oven baked without the foil so the skins get a little crunchy. But that's just me. I like noisy food.
I nevert realy say the purpose of wrapping 'em in tinfoil. Sure if you're doing 'em on a barbecue or in a fire, it helps keep 'em from getting carbonised, but I like oven baked without the foil so the skins get a little crunchy. But that's just me. I like noisy food.
Posted by: Light & Dark at October 24, 2004 02:37 PM (eT6wp)
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Wait. Lemme git this straight. You count stairs as your climbing/descending?? I was just POSITIVE I am the only person alive that does that - EVERY FREAKIN' TIME I do the stairs.
Hm. Not sure if I feel MORE or LESS crazy now...
<< toothy grin *snerk*
Hm. Not sure if I feel MORE or LESS crazy now...
<< toothy grin *snerk*Posted by: AmyVegas at October 25, 2004 09:56 AM (iS3EV)
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bah. no fun averting emergencies like that. Think of your readers girl! Do you know what an incredible post that would be with carts full of flaming hayriders? That would rock yo. :p
(psst. posted it.)
(psst. posted it.)
Posted by: Mad William Flint at October 25, 2004 10:47 AM (/j9KS)
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