Monday, March 9, 2015

Happy Birthday Pops.

Some day I'll get over wanting to call you about what ever stupidity is going on around me.

PS, I broke your Jeep. Yeah, go ahead laugh it up. All the beating and flogging you put that thing through with few failures and I broke it half hour after I got it trying to do a donut in the snow.......

I did the half hour drive home in roadster mode and I'm thinkin the heater needs work. It was blowing plenty hot but didn't seem to knock the chill off.

Wednesday, February 11, 2015

Well, That Happened.

Charles Ater III, 72, of Winchester, died Tuesday, Jan. 27, 2015, at Passavant Area Hospital in Jacksonville.

Charlie was born March 9, 1942, in Jacksonville, the son of Charles and Grace M. Francis Ater. He grew up in Arenzville, later moving to Winchester.

Charlie joined the U.S. Army in 1961 and was a member of the 3rd Armor Division stationed in Germany. He went on to be a 40-plus year employee of Kordite/Nesco/Mobil Chemical/Pactiv and helped open the second plant.

Charlie was an avid outdoorsman and a life member of the National Rifle Association, fine upstanding member of the Two Rivers Jeep Club, the Studebakers Drivers Club, and a honorary member of the Vagabonds Car Club Illinois chapter.

He was preceded in death by his second wife, Suzy (Linda White) Ater, in 2003. He is survived by his son Charles "Jay" (wife, Stephenie) Ater of Alexander. One of his final acts was witnessing the marriage of his cherished granddaughter, Alex, to Cory Suhre. Charlie was engaged to Lora Van Winkle at the time of his passing.

Charlie is also survived by his brothers, Francis (wife, Kay) Ater of Concord, Burton (companion, Esther) Ater of Jacksonville; sisters, Jennie Castleberry of Carthage and Barbara (husband, Ron) Surratt of Arenzville; many nieces and nephews, and quite a few unrelated folks that simply called him "Uncle Charlie."

So, do me a favor and hug your Mom, call your Pop and tell him he's a stubborn son of a bitch but you love him anyway, kick one or more of children so they know you love them too. We all have an expiration date and nobody knows when it will happen.

One of the songs we picked to play during his services was this,,

I'm not a spiritual person but I like that song.

Has it really been 2 weeks? Seems like a lifetime ago in some ways and minutes in other ways. So far so good, I haven't fallen apart yet but I'm not done trying.

By this time last year I was ready to call 2014 a failure and was ready to move on to 2015. Well 2015 can kiss my ass too, bring on 2016.

Tuesday, November 4, 2014

Civic Duty

Wow, shouldn't we be voting for people we feel represent our wants and needs instead of voting for this person simply because we don't want the other guy to win?

Here the front runners for the Governorship are both unacceptable to me, one is a liar and gun grabber while the other is friends with Satan. Well maybe that's a bit harsh, Tiny Dancer may not be Satan but I'm sure he's shook hands with him a couple times.


Monday, October 27, 2014

Monday,, Dammit.

Sorta forgot about this thing for a couple weeks, never fear I'm still here.

2 horrendously awful projects that don't want to end. One of em fresh from the body shop where they did a pretty good job on the paint and bodywork but when they found the rusty floor/rocker/subframe they just covered it with seam sealer on both sides.

Knew it had a problem and shot a price, then started cutting things out and realized "this aint good" and "that's not any better" and lastly "you have got to be shitting me" which came about when the floor brace/subframe broke and fell off after cutting the floor pan loose.

Seam sealer and Ziebart rust proofing has made welding any and all patches in this thing a nightmare as there is only so much you can do to get the surfaces clean. Some places you can't clean at all.

 When you hit a spot that isn't clean the first thing that happens is the weld goes to hell and that is quickly followed by any all kinds of wonderfulness, including balls of fire, clouds of breath taking smoke, boiling hot stuff dripping onto the gloves/helmet/legs/ears or whatever exposed skin it can find. Its really great when you get the trifecta, making you want to scream obscenities and throw shit.

I did mention that the place I am doing this in is right across from a funeral parlor that's had a busy week?

Fairly sure the last thing you want to hear while mourning for Aunt Bertha is me launching into a high pitched tirade questioning the heritage and manhood of German engineers while kicking a smoking glove out the door and trying to pee on my shoe before the fire gets my toes.

2 day project going on 5. Whoopeee.

How's about some Cake to start the week?

"I'm not catching on fire today" a motto we should all try and live by.

Monday, October 6, 2014

Off to the Dentist. joy.....

Had a root canal 2 weeks ago, got fitted for a crown last week, a cleaning this morning and next week I get the crown. Spendy when I have nothing to spend.

Could use some Morphine.

(takes a minute to get rolling but its well worth the listen.)

Who knows, maybe this afternoon I'll set myself on fire.

Monday, September 29, 2014

In Honor of Angus.

Read that Angus Young of AC/DC has retired due to a long term illness and will be replaced by his nephew. Sad deal and I wish them all the best.

When I read the story it reminded me of something my Aunt Vicki used to say, "You know the world is going to hell when AC/DC is now easy listening".

I picked something from way back since I much prefer Bon Scott as the front man.

To young to have seen that lineup live unfortunately but I did see the live twice, both times were out of this world.

Tuesday, September 23, 2014

Day Late but here it is.

Long weekend of car show and cruising goodness, one of the last for the year. This is the big deal car show in Jacksonville and its always a good time.

While cruising my wife sees this little white car and remarks "I really like that little car, its cute!"

I told her that was the MGA that I did all the metal work on, and that I was NOT doing another one so she better find another mechanic.
It did turn out spectacular though (if your into sado-masochism and or British cars.)

Got to hang out with some of my older friends and their junkers,,,
Dickie's 51 Ford above and Ferrel's 51 Merc below. I think they are convertibles but they never put the tops down. Shameful.

Obligatory Buick pic,
and a better pic from the parade,

It rained between the car show and the cruise so a lot of the trailer queens went home and it wasn't as crowded as usual but I still had fun, wife came along and she invited a few of the other volunteers from PAWS. You put 5 adults in the Buick and it gets real low, we made sparks a couple times.
Seems the only song that fits is kinda obvious
All in all a good weekend!
Oh and some fresh pix of Jayne, Hero of Canton,,,

Just over 3 months old,  37 pounds, 20" tall at the shoulder and 30" nose to the base of the tail.