Saturday, March 20, 2004
Ah cars, what wonderful objects they are, really!
Gotta love the fact that a new fan motor for my car costs $80! But dad said he had a few he's not sure what car they are for, but he'll bring them next week and we can see if any work with it. and Monday I'll be calling the junkyard to see if they might possibly have one.
IT's fine as long as I dont go to a drivethrough or get stuck in traffic or anything like that.
Thursday, March 18, 2004
On visitations.
So as we speak the Mike of Roderick is being visited by three spirits. Er... By two corporeal beings, namely: the Mike of Springstead and the Lovely One, Christopher (The latter being he with whom I once lived but no longer do I live with him as it is nigh impossible for corporeal beings to live with one another when they are separated by a few hundred miles of physical space).
They will then proceed to traverse the distance between Atlanta, Georgia and North Augusta, South Carolina (Wherein I have residency) and stay with me and my wonderful grandmother (of Timmerman) for two nights hence. Much fun will be had as my sister and I spend quality time with friends of old. Or not so old, really, as we have only known them now for five years. Five years not being a particularly short time but neither being a rather long one, either.
Then in the new week that will follow, the ones who begat my sister and me will be visiting us with our other siblings (the twins, of course) for a weeks time, wherein much automotive work will be done, among other things.
Such things as putting a new radiator into my sister's car, checking the rear brakes on both of our cars, and possibly helping me replace the now quite dead radiator fan motor (which gave a rather loud death rattle earlier this evening as I was returning from my place of employment, causing the car to subsequently come frightfully close to overheating).
That visitation will end on Friday, a week from the morrow. Then on the week after Holy Week my sister and I will traverse the miles to the Burg of Hattie (stopping midway at our parents' home in Butler) to see a production of Into the Woods as directed by one Mr. Obra Quave (The very one Mr. Obra Quave whom the theatre department at the college of William Carey is named after, the very Mr. Obra Quave who made that department what it is today) as well as visit with friends living in that region.
Klasinc&Loncar Duo (Just trying to help it get picked up by Google spiders, I maintain it for them)