Sunny and 75

Well, another weekend is just about here. The weather promises to be spring-like. I am going to spend the weekend working on one of the VP's bikes. This should be an opportune time to discuss my future with the "Company". His bike may or may not be fixed depending on his attitude. Hehe...NOT. I'll fix it anyways, because we all know that most of us Toups love to self-sacrifice for the betterment of others.

Us

Motor Transplant...

I brought my beloved Honda Accord into the local import "tuner" shop to have the motor swapped out today. They're excising the existing F22A motor rated @125 bhp and replacing it with the F22B VTec motor rated @145 bhp. Before the new heart is stitched in place, a new timing set, a new clutch, a 4-2-1 header, and a warm (cold) air intake are going in. This should get the power in the 165-170 bhp range.
I could get more, but that would mean amputating the cat and replacing it with a straight-tube, and that would result in that so annoying buzz given off by every other zit-faced, wing wearing tuner wannabe. No, not I. No wingage. No ground effects. No notice. The only visable mods to the car will be a full set of slotted and drilled brake rotors and a slightly lower stance due to a set of 17's wearing 45's and a set of coilovers. In addition to adding a significant handling bonus, the real winner is here is the overall look of the car. The wheels and tires as supplied by honda, while quality parts, never really completed the package.

This does.

These pics are before the transplant. She's a 1992 with 267K miles so she needs the heart replacement.

Ever wonder what a storm surge actually looks like?

Wonder no more.................

UPDATE! This is actually a photo of the levee break in New Orleans. Still an impressive amount of water.

Just another day being a corporate slave...

I've spent the majority of my life with the belief that good work speaks for itself and will be rewarded accordingly. How wrong could I have been? Very wrong. The corporate world only worships money and not deeds. One of these days, I'll conquer my phobia of working for myself and actually do it and give up the relative security of working for a regular paycheck and modest benefits.
I have genetics to blame for the situation thatI find myself in today. I have noticed that several members of my bloodline seem to revel in being under-appreciated and under-paid, and with that, love to bemoan their situation in life. We are not meant to just survive, but THRIVE. I am awakening to that fact slowly but surely. TODAY is a new day, and I am going to make a baby step in that direction even if it kills me. I am going to look at just TODAY, not yesterday, and not tomorrow. I am making a concerted effort to exist in the HERE and NOW. RIGHT NOW. Tomorrow, I will report my baby step.

Updated Backyard Project pictures

Scroll down to the "In the Beginning" post to see the updated pictures.

Dammit Jim

Don't know if it's karma or what,
and I reckon it doesn't really matter,
but ain't it funny how what goes around,
comes around.... just a little bit fatter.


Don't ask.

Addicted?...maybe

Huntsville, Alabama. Winter, a few years back. Weather-fargin COLD! Anyone that has ever been in the grips of an addiction knows that one will do anything for a fix.....

In an effort to collect the insurance money...

My family threw me out of a perfectly good airplane...

In the Beginning

The beginning of a very long project.......