Good as new (almost)

Recently I posted about my plans to do some body work on my car. So I finally had a few hours to go out and work on the car and then shoot a couple of pictures when I was done.







As you can see, the parts fit pretty well, but the color is not quite right. Something about primer black doesn't quite match white paint. So now we're talking about painting another car. I seem to recall that didn't work out so well for me the last time. For a review of that episode, click here.

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Dented

My car has lived a rough life. I dented the rear bumper pulling out of the driveway.





Of course, the just matched the dent in the front fender I notched when a hit a pillar in a parking garage. It has gotten so bad that Teressa hates to ride in my car. Recently, I splurged on some new car parts. Then we'll have to splurge on some paint. But after that maybe the car will almost look as good as new. Then I'll just have to fix up the inside.

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New trick

I've been thinking how nice it would be to start posting from my phone, at least for quick posts. So today I took the technological jump. I've got a few pictures stored up here, so I'll give it a whirl.


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From the mouth of Sam

Teressa: Sam, you're my angel.
Sam: No, I'm an alien.

Andy's sure shot

Andy never lets his limitations hold him down. When he comes to visit, he just likes to do regular things like bike riding and bowling and now, basketball. At one point today, he stepped back from the basket and hit five shots in a row.

Rain gutter regatta

Mason blows his pirate ship toward the finish line


Mason accepts his first-place award

On Saturday, our pack held its rain-gutter regatta. Mason and I had spent some time this week sanding and painting and sanding and painting and sanding and painting some more. I had no idea how we would do with the contest. The regatta is something our pack only does every once in a while, so there wasn't a lot of local information on how to build a better boat. We must have done something right, though, because Mason blew through the field and won every race on his way to taking first place. Maybe it was because we had a better-built boat. Maybe it was because Mason is more full of hot air than the other children. At any rate, he was triumphant.

Is that a complement?

So I've been working pretty hard lately on my pushups and sit-ups and running lately, and I think I'm looking good. My wife approaches me this morning and says, "You are getting pretty chesty lately." Is that code for "Wow, look at those muscles," or is it "Are those some man-boobs you're growing?"