a month? wow, i didnt even intend to do that.

So, there comes a time in every car-addicted young man's life when he gets to do his first major surgery on the car he loves. I just started mine. Pulled out the transmission so I can rebuild it. Yep. Found aluminum and steel shavings and friction material in the oil pan. Not terribly good signs. But that's ok. When I'm done rebuilding it, it'll bark the tires when it hits second at about half throttle or more. And who could argue with that? Give it some time, a gear swap and some minor engine stuff, and I should be able to actually light 'em up into second. That'd be sweet. Ok, picture this: you're in the left lane of a 4 lane road, cruising at about 50, and a huge 60's 4 door sedan pulls out into the right lane right as you pass him. You hear it roar, and notice that even though you're goin 50, he stays even with you and after about a second, pulls away, then leaves a nice cloud of smoke and some big black tire tracks when his car shifts into second and keeps pullin away. Yeah, should be pretty sweet. Any car that can do a rolling burnout at 45mph has my respect. Anyway, the transmission should be done in a few weeks, then it's gonna get painted bright pink and put back in. Why pink you ask? Why isn't your transmission pink? Maybe it's you who's weird. And I'ma put header cutouts in my exhaust. That way I can go from the way it sounds now to all out dragster sound. You know, the kind that you can feel from like 100 yards away. The kind that shakes my aunt's windows from 3/4 of a mile away. Yeah, that'd be sweet.

On a non-car note, I played my guitar for the first time since H2O today. That's been what? 3 weeks? Yeah, I finally got it out of my trunk. It was sweet. I can still play it. Sortof. I've determined that I should practice more. Alot more. And get Instant Martians back together. That'd be cool. I need to get a job too. I'm thinkin maybe the local Wal-Mart. Of course, I'm gonna try the local transmission shops first. But both of those involve getting off my lazy butt. So I'll do it later. Right now is laundry time. Finally I'll have some clean clothes. That'll be nice. I really need to clean my room. It's kinda messy. I have to walk on my couch to get to my compy. And my compy's in front of my tv. And in front of my little fridge full of the "drink of champions," Diet Pepsi. [that stuff's the greatest] I really gotta get back to setting my room up. It needs like walls and shelves and stuff. And a closet. A closet'd be nice. But that's later. For now it's sittin online, listenin to Coldplay and playin guitar. That should keep me busy. I can't wait to finish my transmission at school and put it back in and drive my car again. I miss it. That stupid black car is kinda [read extremely] crappy. Plus it's got no get-up-and-go. Basically, it's an embarassment. What?! Dave? Embarassed? Yeah, when it comes to driving somethin that bad, yeah, prettymuch. Of course, it has a real stereo, so that keeps me occupied for the most part. I need a stereo in the New Yorker. That'd be sweet. Because then I could cruise and listen to good music. AM just isn't doing it. My friend Joe has me listenin to the Loop now...more of a classic rock influence. I'm liking it. Becoming more open-minded towards the musical world. I do have my sister's little boombox in the back seat of my New Yorker for music, but the antenna's broken off so reception kinda sucks. I was just turnin the dial around, lookin for anything and came across some station that was playing big band jazz. I was like sweet, this works. And it even has no commercials. I hate commercials. I can't wait to get a real stereo in that car, and with the neccissary tuning, it should sound real good. Hey, if I can make the black car sound decent with a set of 100$ subs from the Best Buy and all the factory speakers, then with all Alpine and Infinity stuff, the New Yorker should sound unbelieveable. Of course, the stereo I picked out for it is gonna cost me like 1,100$, so it should sound really sweet.

I wish I had something like totally important and interesting and like ground breaking to say in this post, but not really. Nothing really interesting happens over here...just struggling to live my life the right way, just like everybody else. Being really encouraged by relatively new friends...it's pretty cool.

I used to think I could be the best at something, but I'm realizing that the harder I try, I find 100 more people who are better than me at whatever I'm doing. I'm not using this as an excuse to be apathetic and give up, but more as a reality check...keeping my pride in check and putting my priorities elsewhere. I think that's a good thing. I know I'm not gonna have the fastest or coolest car ever. A friend of mine was talkin to the guy who owns the fastest slant 6 powered racecar in the country. That's quite the honor. He was also talkin to the guy with the fastest 5.9L Dakota in the country. Man, someday I'd like to have the fastest something. I hope it's not like the fastest Geo or something. I like the sound of "fastest street legal car". Maybe I'll shoot for that. It might be hard tho, cause I know people have run like 8 second 1/4 miles in street legal cars, and that's kinda hard to do. Anyway, I think I need to try harder. Not just at having faster cars. Try harder doing like everything. I think I'll start that later tho. For now, intornetting.

posted by dave @ 5:51 PM