"No Replacement for Displacement." - Author Unknown

Saturday, August 28, 2010

Workin Hard

Been busting my hump something fierce lately. So not much to post other than "I'm tired" and that would get boring quick. But next week I'll start school and art classes so I'll be able to post what I do in class. Till then I'm resting ya'll.

Monday, August 23, 2010

Relativity of Time in the Human Mind

Have you ever noticed how days at work are so long? Or have you noticed how a day off seems like it's over before you even really get moving. I hate that. Lately my life seems full of projects 99% of which I have 0 time for. Admittedly most of them are of my own making and others are just general upkeep I have to catch up on. But a slow day in the shop at work seems like 5 years in a day. Whereas I walk into my back yard with a list of chores I'd like to accomplish and by the end of 2-3 the suns setting and I'm trying to figure out where my "Day Off" went. Oh well I guess it's just life. But I just thought I'd rant a little.

Wednesday, August 18, 2010


I'm old and tired. I live out of doors all the time, longing for a home. I show the wear and tear of generations gone by and a life well lived. a young whipper snapper came along, scooped me up and promised me some youth and excitement again and though it seems to be taking him a long time to get that dream together. I sit here waiting for him to come through for me. He'll do it I know. He saw me in my tired state and saw potential. Someday I'll fly again . On the open road and I'll scream for joy. Living again in a Frankenstein type existence. More powerful than ever and with better capabilities than I had to begin with. But for now I wait for that day to come the parts to come together and make the magic happen. With a lot of hard work and a little luck they will.

Thursday, August 5, 2010


Mostly I'm gonna show my rod and where it's at. Do to a change in circumstances it's been slowed down this summer so not much got done. But hopefully I'll get moving on it again soon.

Here it is before any work in Cowley WY

Taking her Home


Sitting next to the sedan that the guy I got her from replaced her with

The dash in the sedan

My engine before all the work

Speaking of work I've got to get there so I'll show more later. 

Tuesday, August 3, 2010

Dogs Rule and Cats Wear Drool

I have two dogs. They're like my kids. Though they look aggressive they are pretty sweet dogs. Anyhow I got a Cat recently she's only about 3 months old now. I named her Sasha and she is ornery. When I first attempted to introduce her to my dogs the Boys ( Hemi and Chewby) were very good not nipping or chasing as I Held her down too them. They tried to sniff just a little. The Cat proceeded to claw them both in the face and and grow a Mohawk of hair down her back. Needless to say both puppies were a bit shocked by this sudden display of aggression

Sasha (Thinks She's the Boss)

It took the boys a while to become brave enough to attempt contact again, I gave up immediately trying to broker peace since when she clawed them she proceeded to crap all down the front of my shirt. But Sasha figured out they were a little worried about what the heck she was and started terrorizing them. charging them and chasing them.  Pretty soon though they adjusted and began to play chase back and get used to her. Soon they were so good together that they would all crowd around the water bowl together and the dogs would soak the cat as she drank water between them.

They hadn't been paying her much mind lately. As she'd run in and out of their area. So I hadn't thought much of it. I think Hemi tried it first, but as I came around the corner into the kitchen I saw the funniest thing. If I'd had my camera in time it would've been great.

Hemi had the cat by her scruff and carried her to the far corner and let her go. She being of a independent nature ran for the door. Where she was promptly picked up by Chewby who headed straight to the far corner changing positions with his brother. There he released her and she repeated the previous motions only with Hemi as the captor this time. They did this four times. I was practically rolling laughing. Then Sasha had decided that enough was enough. She clawed them both stormed from the room and clawed me as she walked by hissing.

Sasha thought she had her world under her little paw. Boy was she mistaken. She learned a important rule The cat only rules the house when the dogs let her.

This is Sasha playing fetch, she is actually better at it than the dogs

Monday, August 2, 2010

Just Surfed Around

I Just wandered this big, weird world known as Blogger. I found much to like and some stuff that just made you scratch your head. I found the Bible belt of blogs, the family circle circuit, The entrepreneurs lane of shops, And finally the Artists refuge. For many I think when they see me they think, "Great another Redneck hick". Truth is though I'm not by any means a good artist I try some. But I felt a connection more to their blogs than any other. I grew up some of my younger years in a small town in Montana that had a large abundance of artists, some in title only and some that had real talent. My Mother was one of these. I'm sure she'd try to cop out and say she wasn't very good and start listing her friends that were better. But my mom always had a gift she could do any art and make it look good. Maybe not quit your job and do it good though she was a potter for a while. But I still love that artistic nature. I long to create, I think that this is the reason I find hotrods so fascinating. My longing to create an original thing. But I just wanted to explain, for some odd reason my reason for following all those artists blogs. I love to see that next great original piece that comes from nowhere but the creators mind. Keep creating and inspiring me and others and maybe someday we'll get our masterpieces on here to show you too.

Sunday, August 1, 2010

Well lets do a list

I'm feeling much better today thanks to a friend that insisted I play hooky and go to the lake with her to swim and lay around in the sun. I did need the break and now I feel alot better. And hey I even got my chores mostly done.  I decide rather than being a ranting lunatic today I'd do a list of my 5 favorite cars and why they are. So here it goes.

1. The 1969 Plymouth Superbird, Just gotta love that long nose and huge fin, not to mention the 440 or 426 Hemi engine options. Just a great car.

2. The 1969 Chevelle SS, Stock 396 in it , nice shape and just built to look mean.

3. The 1970 Dodge Charger, I loved this cars stance and body lines and once again awesome power plant options.

4. the 1949-1957 Chevy Coupes, build them right and they are some sweet hot rods, and the later 50's     Belairs are just gorgeous.

5. The Model T, yes I said it, as a Ratrod lover I have to put it on the list the old T-rod is alive and kicking, never a same ol powerplant and never a unoriginal moment, I think Henry Ford would be proud to know it's still running today and being a cause of inventiveness.

So there it is and that's just Cars. Coming Soon The truck list. LOL

Can't Sleep

Not sleeping tonight, past and present all causing me headaches and insecurities and weariness. My whole body is screaming to sleep, but my mind flits from problem to problem and won't give me rest. Most of the problems aren't even real big ones. they are things that I have friends that can help and will if I ask. But still they keep me awake. Other things bother me too. I'm probably imagining things, being paranoid. I have to admit that my over active imagination tends to get me in trouble. Some days I feel like everyone and everything is somehow conspiring against me. I like to say I'm cursed. Whether it's true or not I  don't know. Maybe it's just my poor rattled mind creating shadow to jump at.

I hate feeling sorry for myself so screw all that sob I just blabbed. The truth is that I created almost all my own problems and thanks to good friends and loved ones I'm staying out of the fire. And though I'm not sure what I'm so worried about otherwise. Just nagging worries that I need to work through nothing founded in reality.  So I guess the short and skinny of the problem is "Suck it up and keep moving" Once again sorry to be a downer blog tonight and hopefully I'll feel more like joking tomorrow.