Man, last week was a burn-out. Every evening I was babysitting (aka mixing) conferences in under ground halls at work. Saturday was a morning gig and when I got out at 5, it took me 2 hours to stop squinting….. my eyes were toast
I was looking for a Quasimodo quote of “the bells, the bells” but Phoebe will do just fine. One of the conferences was a bit interesting ( not mine). Here’s a clip to give you an idea what happens when a minister of culture try’s to bullshit in front of unpaid artists
The situation is officially ridiculous. We’re still unpaid going on 3 months, even those who worked Christmas Day. Even our Camerata hasn’t been paid since September! Next week there’s a big-wig EU conference and we’re considering a strike. BUT……
…I’ve had the opportunity to “Zoot” my self in between. Last Wednesday I blasted out and with Kostas we tried to fire up the Perkins. Injectors, fuel pump re-installed. But where to adjust the timing gear. Tightened down in a chance position, we tried to fire her up without the case on. Like, how much oil would leak. A LOT! Poor bilge! By then I was late for work so I just left it all “as is” and blasted back downtown.
Sunday… I was spent from the for-mentioned work week. So all I did was clean. And it took quit a while. 3 buckets of water with liquid detergent for starters. When I had just finished and was washing up, Kostas knocked on my hull. He and Paula just came back from there kids school carnival party and this is what I popped out to see.
The other day (Wednesday) I blasted out to get that Perkins happening. I dawned on me that we could get a good idea from last years Perkins-noir-rama posts as to where the timing gear was positioned. Sure enough we found a good picture, leaned the gear counter-clockwise, re-installed the timing gear case with new gaskets and crankshaft seal etc and va va vroom… the old Perkins fire up beautifully. Naturally I was late for work again so the raw water pump and coolant tank will be placed at a more leisure time.
1. If you have an engine setup like mine, you really really really need an oval mirror. I got mine that fell off a school buss across the street from home in Chevy Chase,MD back in approx 1968 and knew it would be useful one day (jeeez, talk about a pack-rat!)
2. Have a great flashlight and every thing necessary so “your man” can do a great job (even though he spilled his beer all over the place!) and stop trying to take a picture in the process, being a pain in the ass for your blog’s sake! Words are cheap.
An arbitrary #3 note. I got that great flashlight at Lidl for 10euro. It also has a (and I hope useless) S.O.S. flashing position. While I was at it, I got a little 10euro radio with FM and shortwaves….. you never know. And some new knee pads… ‘can ever have enough of those… ask my knees!
ps….. yup, you guessed it right. Kostas dressed up as Facebook!