Sir Kalen

Well, while I torment Han with my pen, she gets her retribution in my dreams. I had the oddest dream last weekend... For some reason that is now obscure to me, My family was making a cross country trip. Coincidence led us across the badlands of Iowa, and we needed a place to stay for the night. Now details are leaving me, as is the memory of my youth. All I know is that the S’s house was open to us, and they cordially invited us to say. (Don’t ask why... this was a weird dream that I had. I take no responsibility for what the mind can wreak) My family eagerly accepted this invitation, I was a little more aloof in my response, and rather pensive over what this meeting might bring about. (From experience, older sisters are extremely adept at revenge, and my intelligence had gathered that Hannah S. was an elder sister to many, who knows what vengeance she might seek out!) But I live the by the maxim, “Nothing Ventured nothing gained” whatever was doled out, I had an inner confidence that it couldn’t be worse than what I’ve experienced elsewhere. Besides, I was sure that the experience would be an equal price to the reward of meeting the Fabled OFG, and at least shaking her hand. However fortune had it that she was away, but expected to arrive that evening.


Now, excellent fate had I that some sort of celebration was going on at the S’s residence, and that food was found in plenty (maybe it was something like Thanksgiving, but there was a lot of family and friends) My mischievous three (me, and my 2 younger brothers) soon found han’s younger brothers to be good comrades, and we had some in common (mainly domineering older sisters lots of siblings), then the food was brought out. I must pay homage to the cooks. For that was best meal I have ever eaten. Real or imaginary, I awoke stuffed. Great heavens, the food kept coming. Luscious rotisserie Chicken, Golden stuffed turkeys, Mouth watering casseroles, bountiful salads. I am still lost for words to describe that feasts of feasts!! The Food was endless, and so was my appetite. Soon a eating contest mutually arose between Hannah’s younger brothers, and mine (me included). Oh we ate and ate. Though I must say, her siblings play dirty... they broke out the dessert just when I was surpassing the leader by consuming my 4th rotisseried chicken. I hadn’t even reached the casseroles, I tried to call foul play, but they couldn’t hear me, for they were engrossed with dessert. Meanwhile T (2nd brother in my family) had discovered the salad bar. Salads stacked to feed all the world’s rabbits and twice over again. It wasn’t too long before we rapidly become agonizingly stuffed, but the food kept coming. So we retired to an afternoon of sports and games. Fun-packed activities to rejuvenate the appetite, Playing hide and seek in the cornfields, foot races, etc etc. And so we returned for round 2. It was gruesome, no casserole was left untouched, and I swear, that roast pork was sent from heaven. No mortal could cook so... And I know men who could kill to have a piece of that pie. I can only reiterate what I have said before... It was a feast of all feast, unfortunately, agonizingly stuffed was reached before we wanted to stop, ask dusk was falling, the cards and board games were brought out... endless hours of merriment ensued... Joy for all ages... But amidst all this, Hannah had stood us up! She never showed up... I was actually disappointed! I had out grown my aloof and apprehensive feelings, after such a feast, I was ready to take on the worst! (Word of advice. Never take hungry men into a battle... they don’t’ fight as good) Now being the egotistical male chauvinist that I am. I had to come here to post this, to challenge Hannah, I can’t let her get away with this one... I’m offended deeply. I had to go through being agonizingly stuffed, being beaten in poker (I still think he cheated) losing my way through the cornfield (don’t believe a word you brothers tell you, I was not lost. Just taking the scenic route), the humiliation of being tackled by a female (long story, never would have happen if..) And all other such tragedies, just to have the opportunity to shake your hand in greeting.... I’m insulted. There had better be a good excuse for this one...




if this is to be found in poor taste, you have my permission to delete it...

Perhaps this is why I rarely frequent AIM, and why Nobody talks to me... :P


Note names can be disclaimed and protected for those who want an attempt at innoncency.


Also, while this is not a disclaimer, it is evidence enough that said conversation might contain the capability to inflict headaches


Kalen (6:58:19 PM): ahha!
Auto response from Koolbluechic (6:58:20 PM): my computer just froze so i think i will let it think for a bit while i run up and change into comfy attire. ttyl


Kalen (6:58:43 PM): that is doubtable to say the least...

Kalen (6:59:23 PM): should such a computer freeze, how would it leave you the possibility fabricating an away message?
Kalen (7:00:03 PM): when computers freeze, its is literally frozen. Solid, unmovable!

Koolbluechic (7:00:11 PM): yes yes yes
Kalen (7:00:14 PM): so... what does that leave you??

Koolbluechic (7:00:19 PM): ok so i didn't explain it very well.
Kalen (7:00:24 PM): it leaves you with an ill-prepared excuse!

Koolbluechic (7:00:32 PM): i should have said....
Koolbluechic (7:00:46 PM): the application that i am trying to use is froze

Koolbluechic (7:00:47 PM): there
Koolbluechic (7:00:50 PM): is that better?

Kalen (7:00:55 PM): tut tut... back peddling... the curse of many of female...
Koolbluechic (7:01:01 PM): HEY NOW!

Koolbluechic (7:01:08 PM): that is sooooooooooooooo mean
Koolbluechic (7:01:14 PM): and sooooooooooo not true

Kalen (7:01:14 PM): what? denial?
Kalen (7:01:25 PM): hark, sweet music to my ears...

Koolbluechic (7:01:36 PM): i have known many a man that has to use a backhoe!
Kalen (7:01:41 PM): the wonderful makings of a merry debate... pray continue!

Koolbluechic (7:01:44 PM): no
Koolbluechic (7:01:52 PM): i do NOT to debate!

Koolbluechic (7:01:53 PM): humoh
Kalen (7:01:55 PM): ug... more denial.

Koolbluechic (7:01:57 PM): *humph*
Koolbluechic (7:02:04 PM): STOP!

Kalen (7:02:09 PM): quite true! you don't debate...
Koolbluechic (7:02:17 PM): ok?

Kalen (7:02:18 PM): what you DO, do, i have no clue.
Koolbluechic (7:02:20 PM): what do you mean by that.

Koolbluechic (7:02:30 PM): ROTFL!!!
Kalen (7:02:32 PM): but whatever you attempt to call it, by no means label it as "debating"

Koolbluechic (7:02:40 PM): LOL
Koolbluechic (7:02:48 PM): we will see if you are so brave to my face

Koolbluechic (7:02:52 PM): as you are over im!
Koolbluechic (7:02:56 PM): ha ha ha

Kalen (7:02:59 PM): oh?
Koolbluechic returned at 7:03:03 PM.

Koolbluechic (7:03:05 PM): oh
Kalen (7:03:12 PM): implications of meating in real life?

Kalen (7:03:22 PM): at least you have the curtesy to give fair warning..
Koolbluechic (7:03:24 PM): i think that is what it ws

Koolbluechic (7:03:25 PM): yes
Koolbluechic (7:03:30 PM): ha ha

Koolbluechic (7:03:38 PM): you just never know when!
Koolbluechic (7:03:41 PM): mwhahahahaha

Kalen (7:03:51 PM): hmmm, that is debatable :-)
Koolbluechic (7:04:00 PM): oh?

Kalen (7:04:00 PM): the town of nashville comes to mind
Koolbluechic (7:04:12 PM): and what of nashville?

Kalen (7:04:15 PM): or my home town of tallahasee, (should you perchacne to visit)
Koolbluechic (7:04:29 PM): with you there? not likley!

Kalen (7:04:40 PM): but the likely hood of me going to texas, and DTC is not commonality
Koolbluechic (7:04:45 PM): LOL

Koolbluechic (7:04:50 PM): hmmmmm
Kalen (7:05:07 PM): so that leaves Nashville as an open possibility

Kalen (7:05:17 PM): "elementry my dear watson"
Koolbluechic (7:05:32 PM): of course if you weren't there that would defeat the purpose of this whole "debate"

Koolbluechic (7:05:40 PM): what is that from?
Koolbluechic (7:05:44 PM): i have heard that.

Kalen (7:05:47 PM): !!!!
Kalen (7:05:52 PM): surely you jest!

Koolbluechic (7:05:58 PM): aaaaaaaarrrrrrrrrrgggggggggg
Kalen (7:06:11 PM): Sherlock Holmes anyone?

Kalen (7:06:21 PM): Sir Arthur Conan Doyle
Kalen (7:06:32 PM): do the proverbial bells ring?

Koolbluechic (7:06:44 PM): i am still thinking.
Kalen (7:06:56 PM): well, take your time...

Koolbluechic (7:07:21 PM): i was consulting my...
Koolbluechic (7:07:30 PM): advisor across the street.

Koolbluechic (7:08:02 PM): of course i have heard of sherlock holmes and all that stuff
Koolbluechic (7:08:09 PM): but it is in a movie somewhere too.

Koolbluechic (7:08:19 PM): and not it is about to drive me crazy!
Kalen (7:08:20 PM): rynelle? I wouldn't trust that advisor...

Koolbluechic (7:08:32 PM): hey now! i dindn't say Rynelle.
Koolbluechic (7:08:39 PM): *didn't*

Kalen (7:08:49 PM): oh..
Kalen (7:11:07 PM): hmm I sense supsicious activity...

Koolbluechic (7:11:22 PM): shhhhhhhh
Koolbluechic (7:11:28 PM): i'm not done yet.

Kalen (7:11:31 PM): that confirms it.
Koolbluechic (7:12:38 PM): humph

Koolbluechic (7:12:56 PM): o, well...i will
Koolbluechic (7:13:00 PM): figure it out later.

Kalen (7:13:11 PM): Oh dear.
Kalen (7:13:26 PM): that leaves us to merge to some other form constructive conversation...

Koolbluechic (7:13:40 PM): well i am going to go get something to eat.
Koolbluechic (7:13:43 PM): so there.

Koolbluechic (7:13:45 PM): talk away,.
Koolbluechic (7:13:46 PM): ;-)

Kalen (7:13:47 PM): now that is constructive..
Koolbluechic (7:13:52 PM): geee

Koolbluechic (7:13:53 PM): thanks
Kalen (7:13:55 PM): I will too! Cheerio!

Koolbluechic (7:14:39 PM): adious!
koolbluechic (7:15:45 PM): ok?


Auto response from Kalen (7:15:45 PM): limiting the amount of gluttons in purgatory by raising the standard!


koolbluechic (7:15:52 PM): i like your away message!

koolbluechic (7:15:53 PM): hehe

Well after several months of hard labor... Og springs to life! I drove her around the other day!


The body is still seperated from the pan, so legally i can't take her on the road. but I live in a quiet rural area, no body drives on my road, so I Drive her on it, to tune the motor of course :)


Walt, is there any possible way of uploading a 15-30sec video?

By Aussie and Walt, in the quantity of production. Sadly I wish I could measure up with the quality. But hoi! Fear my mass marketing skills. :)


Life of late has taken its invariable twist, and multiplied them. 1 month ago, I was without a job, all the time in the world, and absolutely no measure in life. No real drive other than to wake up, eat (if that) putter around with Og, wait for fall of night, and repeat process.


In the vernacular, i was severely depressed. Here was I 19yrs old with no job, no college, no purpose. But I knew i was supposed to do something, I wanted to pierce the fog of tomorrow, to behold what path of the future would wreak its toll on me. the Facts i had were grim, 3 short years till the ripe old age of 21. :P Who knows what turning point i would experience then. What if that fabled beauty of every mans fancy should intersect on my path of life? These short years of preparation, what would I have to show for them? In perchance to win her heart? Then what again? If such an occurance is avoided, and the life of solitude is left for me? can I bear it? Nature has it that I would fain choose the lesser of the two evils... But can I?


and that was me a month ago. today? I have a job in real estate, remodeling houses. Early to bed, early to wise. makes poor Kalen tired and in anticipation of the weekend. Og too has benfitted from the new income! So behold here she is, in all her fabled glory.

















Disclaimer: No, that is not me with a yellow rain jacket on :P That is a heavy Leather jacket to protect my cloths and skin from molten metal, either from welding or grinding.

I wish I possessed an ability to write of life as creativly and intelligently as You do. Too of am I regarded by my peers as being abnormal, subnormal, or above-normal. Sadly, I am nothing but normal. My parent's don't move off and abandon me at college. I don't go off and meet people from the internet in boston. I don't travel overseas... I don't reinact civil wars, or sell chickens at the market place... Sadly I Live my life, and fix Og. Very boring am I...

Nope, I haven't fallen of the deep end, yet. I doubt you guys could be so lucky...


Not much is going on in my life. So therefore to make up for my lack of competence. I shall follow the currecnt trend and photo blog. Besides, a picture is worth a thousand words, and I"m too lazy to type them, so I'll let this picture suffice.


The work on Og has come fabulously as of late. Thanks to the weather, I've replaced both floor pans, and soon i'll move on to the body work. and replace the heater channel (which i'm dreading) So here is a picture of me grinding away, polishing my welds.





yes its fuzzy, mom didn't know that daylight was ending and it would work best to put the flash on instead of having the shutter open so long

While Being considered the Scrooge of my Family, At least permit me this...


Merry Christmas To you All. Whether you belive in it or not. Whether you hold the holiday in esteem, whatever your customs be. Mine decrees that I at least open up and wish upon my fellow mortals, the blessings Of God.



And the Happiest of New Years to you also!




Kalen

Well I promised I would post photos. So, if you find photos of a 1988 Dodge pickup, in the process of a transmission overhaul, intriguing, keep reading. otherwise consider this enough of a disclaimer warrenting further boredom.


Hoi The Fabled Truck.



The Transmission




oh wait, that's why it took me forever to complete the project... That's my exhaust system... DUH!
please amuse the author and laugh at and with his poor puns


ok, Here is the Bad transmission




and the good Transmission...



Really the external dirt has no effect on the performance, and the cosmectics of the underside of a Vechicle is held to no standard also :) Also, in that picture, I have taken off the oil pan on it to change the filter and drain the Oil, to start afresh.


And here is where the Tranmission Will/has reside, and there is where I have laid under and stared at for 2+ weeks.





and now, for all ye anxious peoples who have awaited, A picture of the infamous Mechanic...




Enjoy :)