Ace-Garageguy

"Believe nothing that you hear and only half of what you see" is still pretty good advice.

No. No. No. Nope. I'll go in person, every time. Until I fall off my perch. Even at that there's no absolute guarantee you'll be counted accurately, but at least one layer of incompetence is avoided. (This is NOT a "political" reference. It's recognizing rampant incompetence and uncaring in every facet of life, including the USPS)

75F today with 25% humidity, kinda like AZ., cold front coming through tonight with rain, low 47F, high tomorrow 55F, low tomorrow night 32F.

"Hand me a 14mm combination wrench" I said to my assigned assistant...who just looked at me like I was speaking Swahili.

Green is supposed to be the color of envy and jealousy, but it's also the color of two of the prettiest eyes I've ever seen.

Have you thought about using cheap disposable lighter shells? I just noticed a couple on my desk that should work great. EDIT: To get the Ford script, resize an internet image, trace it on .020" styrene sheet, cut it out with a very sharp X-Acto, glue it to your end cap, then bury it in enough primer to fill the edges. If your hands don't shake, it IS possible.

The photo above is of a luxuried-up fiberglass Cobra copy. Real Cobras have, at most, carpet glued to the inside of the outer door skins, and floppy vinyl or leather pockets, like zo... EDIT: Link to another REAL car in a restoration shop: http://www.carclassicinteriors.com/shelby-cobra-interior-restorations.html#1967ShelbyCobra

I don't have a hardtop, but dang it, now I need the kit...

Exceptional job on a genuinely difficult, marginal kit. For all its warts, it's always been one of my favorites.

Apologize when you're honestly in the wrong, but never ever allow yourself to be browbeaten into false admissions of guilt and contrition.

Pretty much the world we live in now, and if you lose your temper in the face of such glaring uncaring incompetence...guess who's the bad guy.

Learn that "mistakes were made" is a favorite phrase used by people who don't want to admit making them.

22 more nicely-built vintage HO scale ore cars from Varney, Walthers, and Roundhouse (these brands kinda overlap now), most with sprung trucks, blackened metal wheels, and upgraded couplers...for less than 1/2 of what I'd have had to pay for current production models...and these have several different road names and no repeating numbers (the one high-side car has been modified to represent a real car that's been modded to carry much lighter coke). My proposed dream layout (to represent America at the peak of her industrial capacity) includes a steel mill operation and an iron mining operation, so a lot of these small cubic capacity ore cars are needed to make up believable unit-trains going to the ore docks, lined up on a dock, going directly to the mills, or waiting to be loaded or unloaded as well.

"Weekend" doesn't have a whole lot of meaning if you have long term projects hanging over you that require serious thinking-through.

Shaping up very nicely.

Briefcase contents include made-at-home sandwiches for those office drones who'd rather spend money on vacations or other cool stuff than on $30 lunches every workday.

Too many cooks spoil everything they get their little "me wanna help too, mommy" hands on, with a lot of modern car designs being prime examples.

PM'd.

Geraldine was truer than Maybellene, and their cousin Mustang Sally never did slow down.

In my day, horses knew their place and didn't talk back.

"Reside" is what I had to do to my truck after the numbnutz passing me took out the LF fender, door-skin, and bed wall.

The European Escort from this time period wasn't a bad little car, nimble and fun to drive even if not blazingly fast. The US version, that shared almost nothing with its European counterpart, was one of the least inspiring econoboxes I've ever driven, feeling cheap, heavy, and slow.

Good news indeed.