A Peek Inside

Those ultrasound images have been piling up, finally got around to scanning a few:



"Hi" -






A.k.a., The Face on Mars:






Nose, Mouth, Chin:

Dirt under my nails

Had to do some work on the truck these past two weekends.

During a routine oil change I noticed that I had a bad sway bar link and thus went about replacing it. It sounds like it would be easy but the @#$!%@#$!! upper control arm was right in my way. I really had to beg Houdini to get that sucker in.

Here's my suspension in all it's ferrous oxide-laced glory:

I think that those shocks are OEM. They should probably be replaced too.

Last weekend I did the front brakes - replaced the pads, turned the rotors, the whole shebang. Still need to check the rears.


A blast from the past:

This is a dustpan I made in shop class in eighth grade. I'm not sure why it is green, but I suspect that perhaps green was the only available color. The corners are spot welded and one has given away, but as a whole it still works despite this defect in craftsmanship.

I found it when I cleared out my father's garage. He had saved it and used it all those years. Now it is in my garage, collecting debris and aiding in the honorable cause of tidying up my workspace.

Waiting Room

Camera phones are miraculous devices.

Do not attempt to entertain your 5-year-old in an
optometrist's waiting room without one.