Chubby Racer

Welp, I am no longer an employee of Wells Fargo.  On a hormonal level, I don't think that has set in yet.  It's funny to think that I might be LESS stressed at this new job WITH A NEWBORN.  Yea, Wells was bad.  There was literally no way to unplug from that place.  They expected you to be on call 24/7 except 1 weekend a month...that they would cancel at their convenience. So I guess the thing to do now is refocus on personal pursuits.  To me, this means my fitness and my guitar playing.  Fitness means signing up for crossfit again (did friday), and clearing some clutter out of the garage for more workout space.  This brings us to the title:  Last week I tried and failed to rebuild the lawn mower.  The hardest part of that rebuild was getting the self propel drive pulley off the crankshaft.  It had to move about 4" down a shaft that had swelled with rust.  It literally took every once of bicep I had and several days of pain to get that done.  I successfully got it back to

The wedding went off really well.  The worst thing about the whole thing was that the cake wasn't nearly what Kendra expected it to be.  The jeep and baby Felice survived 2 days of VERY bouncy terrain.  I'm going to have to replace all the leaf springs, but I had kind of expected that anyway.  Luckily the previous owner gave me a set, and I've spent the last few weeks pressing out the shot rubber bushings in them, and installing urethane replacements.  Let me tell you: that's a bitch without a hydraulic press.  I nigger rigged something with a 2-tooth gear puller that worked, but it was a LOT of muscle to get it done. Simultaneously, I've been attempting to rebuild the motor on my mower.  I got that back in today and...no compression.  I don't know if the head is warped or if there's just no valve seal, but it's toast.  Kind of embarassing and a giant waste of money. Now that the mower project is done, I can go get the jeep out of the locker and actu