Wow, Jack, that was the best!! I still have tears running down my face from
laughing so hard.
I'm sitting here in my shop, smoking a cigar and drinking some brandy,
having been soundly beaten at pool three games out of five by my wife.
Looking at a rather sad looking Peyote with it's engine and what's left of
the transmission out of it. But it'll be ready come spring. Life is very
good, if a bit cold. Froze my ass off chasing ducks with limited success
today. You'd think your post was even more on the mark if you saw my buddy's
little duck place. He owns a little over a thousand acres of wetlands along
the columbia river. More than two miles of waterfront. But he's not much
like Rummy--a salt of the earth kind of guy who drives a ten year old truck,
you'd never know he had a dime, though he could buy and sell half the people
that think he's some kind of rube.
Happy New Year to all of you folks. I don't know when I've enjoyed better
company, though I don't get to see many of you folks that much. to all of
you Peace, Joy, and the kind of fulfillment that can only be gained by
coaxing a Triumph to go faster than anyone ever thought they could or
should.
I've got to make it at least to road America this year to play with you
guys.
-----Original Message-----
From: owner-fot@autox.team.net
To: fot@autox.team.net
Sent: 12/31/2003 7:34 AM
Subject: Babcock's problems
At 02:24 PM 12/29/03 -0800, Bill Babcock wrote:
I think someone is trying to tell me something. The driver called to
tell
us that they couldn't take us to our house--too icy up on Germantown
road.
My sister-in-law had to climb up our hill to check on the house--the
power
is out and apparently the battery on the emergency generator is dead so
the
gate wouldn't open. She said there's about a foot of snow at the house.
It's
80 degrees and sunny here in maui and we're leaving in about an hour.
I must be crazy. Well, we already knew that, but I must also be really
stupid.
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Hey, Babcock, I love your posts, but if you think you got troubles, you
just don't know what troubles is.
Here I am building my TR4 for the Johannesburg F! exhibition race and
delivery of the titanium rods is late. The one-off aluminum splayed
valve
head is still a little leaky at the turbocharger coolant inlet. My
roller
tappets need a better lube system to stand up at 8000 rpm. The injection
system using Weber bodies is giving me so much power that throttle
control
is rearing its ugly head and Ecklestone wants a licensing fee from F1
for
the launch control software.
The worst of it is that I'm not getting the time to work on it, what
with
commitments to Prince Phil for the Queen Mum's post-jubilee party, the
lousy luncheons with Rummy and Cheney that are a pain because the Lear
only
has Chivais and no single malt, and our schedule for swimming lessons to
rest George Dubya's knees is difficult because Namath said he'd help
since
he knows a lot about bad knees but his schedule is just murder. On top
of
all that, my favorite valet left to write an expose' on my sexual
escapades
and I've had to interview candidates regarding their skill at squeezing
(toothpaste, that is).
To top it all off, I got my VISA bill today but my Social Security check
is
late!
Despite all that, - - it's New Year's wishes time. May your crank never
crack, your valves never float, your brakes never fade, and may that guy
in
front of you always hold his line!! Happy Neew Year to all!
uncle jack
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