I woke up early (5:30 am) and couldn’t sleep. I figured the carport lights would come in handy. I grabbed a cup of coffee, and out I went to get after the Vespa. I am not at all confident paint can be done in the time frame I want, but I am going to ride, even if I have patchwork body panels.
I shut my office down and am having a beer. Vespa time. Today was a little cool, so the Sunchaser is wearing the Targa.
I was actually fairly productive this morning, but now I am farting around until a 2 pm conference call with a union negotiator, after which it is Vespa bodywork time. In the meantime, have some Vespas.
Start your Friday with a sharply dressed Celica.
I have not had to travel this week, so I have been daily driving the Sunchaser - bliss.
I am working from home today, and it has turned out to be a pretty quiet day. I’d like to work on my Vespa, but I need the body panel screws I ordered to arrive.
Working from home today.
I don’t want no hippie pad.
I just am not very motivated today. Fortunately, I get to be late if I want because I am the boss.
My wife is suffering the wrath of Satan, or ad she calls it, shopping for clothes woth two teenage boys. She is a saint who spares me, but also wants to avoid me murdering our children.
My contractor (the son of an Italian family business - my people) tells me we have dry rot in our carport and our carport is “sagging.”
Summer is here in the San Joaquin.
Had a visitor this morning as I sat outside having coffee. I gave him a quick lift to a safe spot in the yard.
Toby made a den out of our bushes.
Silly hat...Hawaiian shirt...Vintage car...trip to the pet store.
Settled it on the cheap, and another shitbag fades into memory.
Off to Stockton today for mediation in a case where I really hate the other guy, which is rare for me. This usually isn’t personal.