After coming from my steel supplier this big humongous truck was parked in front of my house. Turns out
Maynilad had scheduled me for a free sucking off. So this big big hose was snaking through the shop floor going to the dining and out the back where the septic was. Cool. Haven't seen this nice contraption, was used to this dilapidated and rusty truck with an oval tank that says "Shit Sucker". It was done in about a good hour, and I can go on with the plan for the day. Seems the weather had this nasty habit of sucking you into thinking its a nice and sunny day. Well it rained heavy this afternoon, just like it did yesterday at more or less the same hour. Blessed rain for the earth. With Helmet blasting in the background, I laid out some lean beads. Some sucked, some were fine. Did some minor tests before moving on to the real thing. At least the bead aesthetics is progressing. Welding TIG takes time to really get used to. I had to go through countless sucky beads before finding my pulse.
Hope to complete this one by end of this month. I only lack a few minor parts and holders and finally, I'm off to start some serious shit. Incidentally, how many times did I use the word "suck"? A few pointers I learned from welding less than 2mms: stainless tend to warp when heated, so its best to, starting from the rear post, weld beginning from both edges about half an inch, then do the front side to let the rear part cool. Alternating between sections as opposed to welding in a straight line will save you trouble. Weld, check center, hammer if you must, let cool, and weld again. Hah! Now if I could only redo my mistake. Thank goodness for adjustable casters.
Sooner or later you come across a seemingly small thing, but the more you take a closer look the more you start to understand, having your ass severely rocked for a full 1197 kilometers in just a little over an earth's worth of full rotation is no small feat. On scoots even.
It didn't take more than about 30 seconds after I sent out a text barrage for last night's ride that a knock came at the glass door of the office. It just so happened to be one of the guy's I sent out an invitation to, and I was finally able to meet Dante, the ghost who I only catch a glimpse of zipping in front of our office now and then. Thanks for the visit brutha. Sorry you couldn't stay longer to meet Cicero, who was by the way ripping through south to meet up as we spoke. I'll see what I can come up with regarding the brass blings and finally do some serious riding like we've always wished, and yeah you can throw in some longboard sessions too. That'd be nice going back to my roots. Advance greetings on the baby man :)
Returning to our old haunt was a welcome break from the usual flatline. Haven't had real time away from the monitor lately coz I'm swamped to my airbox shuffling work and family. Getting updates from lives outside mine gives me a different perspective on what I should be thankful for. Went home after a short noise barrage around Makati. Too tired to even change out of my clothes and just slept on the floor. Leaving 5am for Ateneo to assist with the mat transfers for today's Dominacao at SM Marikina with my old jiujitsu teammates. Thanks for keeping me busy :)
After coming from my steel supplier this big humongous truck was parked in front of my house. Turns out Maynilad had scheduled me for a free sucking off. So this big big hose was snaking through the shop floor going to the dining and out the back where the septic was. Cool. Haven't seen this nice contraption, was used to this dilapidated and rusty truck with an oval tank that says "Shit Sucker". It was done in about a good hour, and I can go on with the plan for the day. Seems the weather had this nasty habit of sucking you into thinking its a nice and sunny day. Well it rained heavy this afternoon, just like it did yesterday at more or less the same hour. Blessed rain for the earth. With Helmet blasting in the background, I laid out some lean beads. Some sucked, some were fine. Did some minor tests before moving on to the real thing. At least the bead aesthetics is progressing. Welding TIG takes time to really get used to. I had to go through countless sucky beads before finding my pulse.
