Tire Choice chump, frustration, quick 5

My Presidents Day got off to a frustrating start yesterday.  I thought I would head out early to Tire Choice and get a nail removed from the tire of the Tacoma that has been there for awhile, it was causing a slow leak.  I originally bought the tires at Tire Choice and when I did I also purchased the road hazard coverage.

So I get down there a little after 8:15 and see a couple people in the waiting room, not bad.  I tell them I need a nail removed and also I would like to have the tires rotated and balanced, another thing I paid for when I bought the tires (lifetime balance and rotate) but has never been done.  A couple times I have stopped by TC over the years to have them do it but it always was met with “you’ll have to wait two hours” or something along those lines.

I was told there was only one person back in the shop right now (something I seem to hear a lot at this location) it should take about 90 minutes, ok, fine.

I walked down to the near by Dunkin Donuts and fueled up.  On the way I went by one of our local Crossfit gyms, they were out running as part of their WOD.  I have been thinking about buying Ali a trial membership there.  I have a feeling she would really enjoy the team atmosphere and everyone knows that strong is the new skinny.

So I walked back to the garage and began what was a marathon wait.  At around the 90 minute mark when my truck had still not moved from the parking lot and I saw there were many more than just one person back in the garage I got annoyed enough to ask what was going on.

They said they were just about to take the truck back now, which they did a couple minutes later.  They took it back, put it on the lift and then it sat there instead, untouched for a good 20 minutes.  I could see it from the waiting room.

Eventually I see a guy working on the problem tire but then I also notice that he puts the tire back on the same spot on the truck.  Obviously if he was rotating the tires that wouldn’t be the case.  I just shook my head as he brought the truck back out front.

I told the counter person that the mechanic did not rotate or balance the tires as I asked but at this point I was done wasting my time, it was almost 11 AM at this point.  The clerk shrugged his shoulders and said he guesses the woman that did my work order did not include the rotate and balance on there.  Yea whatever, great.  So I wound up spending almost 3 hours at Tire Choice and got one third of the work done.  I was sure to utilize their feedback email address I saw in the store.  I think I will be getting a call today.

So next I went down to Sam’s to get gas and run the truck through the car wash.  More frustration awaited with lines at the pump and even longer lines for the wash as the snowbirds had inundated the place.  Lovely.

So I finally get back home, annoyed I wasted most of the morning doing something that should have taken a half hour.  Ali had texted me earlier saying when she came out Sadie was outside.  Well that’s odd, I didn’t let her outside before I left.  Ali said she made sure she hadn’t punched out another screen.  Well she hadn’t punched out a screen but there were two claw rips in the screen door.  I think she pushed on the door and perhaps it wasn’t latched securely and she punched through.  I wasn’t planning on doing screen repair as well yesterday but suddenly that was now on the to do list.

So then I go outside and see the hole that Nicki dug, right in the area I just resodded the day before.  Ali told me how cute it was that Nicki was digging, something she used to do pretty regularly but not anymore.  I told Ali it was not cute that she did it right there.  Ali did not agree that she should have scolded Nicki for digging.  I repeated I don’t care if she digs but there are 3 other acres she can dig at.  I told her she just will confuse Nicki by encouraging her to dig at the same spot where I will scold her for doing the same.  More frustration.

So finally we were taking out some of the indoor plants to the shed to transplant and combine with some of the new houseplants we bought.  The one plant I got down had some standing water on the top of it.  I evidently added too much water on Friday night.  Well Ali did not notice the water and threw the pot up on her shoulder, trying to be efficient so she would have another hand free to grab another one.

Well within a few seconds she had a muddy stream flowing down her arm and onto the carpet.  She blamed me for overfilling the pot with water.  I blamed her for not noticing the lake in the pot before she picked it up since I saw it right away.  Cleaning the mess up required use of the Dyson and SpotBot.  Yes, it was frustrating.

Luckily for both Ali and I, she had a dentist appointment in the afternoon so we got a much needed break from each other.

While she was gone the equipment for my SSR upgrade came.  Once Ali got back I headed right out in the SSR to Best Buy, I wanted to buy some high grade wire connector for the install.  While I was out I got a call from my Dad with an updated status.  He was stopping for the day just inside the Florida border.  He and my step mom have been making the trip south pretty slowly but they should finally arrive later this afternoon.

During the day yesterday our neighbors across the street dropped off two boxes of dog supplies.  They had just recently had to put BOTH of their older dogs down, each had their own set of health issues.  We felt so bad for them as we knew how much they loved their dogs, just like we do.  I could see the pain in Steve’s face as we tried to offer our condolences.  It has to be an absolutely awful thing to deal with.

While Ali was away I figured I would try to burn off some of the frustration of the day with another crack at this month’s forum challenge.  I improved my numbers from my first try by 3 pull ups and 9 push ups, a decent improvement but I was actually hoping for a bit more.

Ali made a really good rice pilaf last night.  She also reheated the left over sweet potato patties in the frying pan, it made a ton of difference, they tasted much better to me now with no additional seasoning.

 

 

20by12, Bleary eyed Breaking Bad, Dumb Ball

Last night after work I finally got to try the February 20 by 12 Challenge.  This is a pretty intense routine consisting of 4 rounds of 5 different exercises.  If you want to read more detail about it, jump over to Dufisthenics, I’ll go into detail about it .  Here is the video of the attempt.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sCuE81jmWvI

Because of doing the workout it was getting late, I didn’t feel like taking the time to juice myself.  Instead I tried some of the Bolthouse juice I picked up at Sam’s. The stuff looked just as gross as anything I have made myself.  I am happy to report the taste was quite pleasant, better than any veggie based juice I made myself.

I kind of wish I had knew there were these decent pre-made juicing options before buying the juicer.  Sure this is not AS good as making it yourself.  Fresher is always better.  But these juices include a lot more fruit and vegetable ingredients then what I make myself.  Plus the Naked brand infuses some of their stuff with extra good stuff like flax seed, potassium, etc…..

When I factor cost/convenience/time these already in the bottle options may be a little ahead in the real world practicality scale for me.

Last night I went on a Breaking Bad binge, watching the remaining five and a half episodes I had remaining in season 4.  I just couldn’t stop watching.  I didn’t finish up until 2 AM….  I would get to the end of an episode, look at the clock and the weigh my need for a decent amount of sleep versus being able to find out what happens next.  Obviously, “next” won out every time.

It is SUCH a good show and this season was the best of the four probably which is damn hard to do considering the other three seasons are stellar.  The ending of this season was just a masterpiece. I simply can’t imagine it being done any better.

If you aren’t watching the show and you have a Netflix account, add it to your queue, now.  Comparing this season of Breaking Bad to this season of Dexter is like comparing the minor leagues to the majors.  The show was that damn good.

I woke up this morning exhausted but with not a speck of regret for staying up so late.  It was well worth the trade off.

I had mentioned yesterday that I wanted to grab some new pants this weekend.  I have also been wanting to go to one of the local minor league hockey games as well for a little while.  The outlets are right next to the sports arena.  I found out the Everblades have a home game Saturday night.  Even though I am not remotely a hockey fan it is fun to attend a game every now and then.

I told Ali last night that we could make it a tandem deal, go shopping at the outlets and then go to the game on Saturday night.  Ali immediately threw cold water on my face, telling me we were already going to the Pet Lover’s Ball Saturday night, shit.

Yea the Pet Lover’s Ball is not a bad time but if I was given a choice to go to the outlets & hockey or the ball, I would definitely take the former.  Rubbing elbows with the ultra-rich at the Pet Ball is interesting for a short while but then gets old for me quickly.  I really don’t like acting like I am part of the elitist crowd.

I had no idea that we were going to the Ball until Ali said something last night.  She assured me she has said something to me about it in the past week or so.  I assured her she did not.  When it comes to remembering details about what I have been told I am pretty sure I will outscore Ali on a consistent basis.  There is a chance she said something, thinking I was listening to her but I doubt that as well.  Going to the Ball isn’t something I wouldn’t gloss over.

I am off all next week for my family’s visit which include my dad, step mom, brother, his girlfriend and the two dogs.  Ali and I will be quite busy doing prep around the house this weekend.  There is a lot to do.

To complicate matters we have a race to time on Saturday morning which will eat up about half of the day.  I also really need to get a long run in this weekend since I have now made a firm mental commitment to do the Hooters Half Marathon.

I am now three or four days into my WD-40 toenail treatment and I can report it is definitely doing something.  Every morning and night I am filing the affected nails with an emery board (new board each day) and then soaking them in WD-40.  The big toe, which is the worst of the three, has started to lose some of the damaged portion of the nail as it is supposed to.

It will be something else if the solution to a decade of toe woes was sitting on a shelf in my garage all this time.

 

Like a sack of potatoes, found money, I see old people…, Apes, swamp sighting, excited for automotive nail treatment, back in black

So Saturday morning Ali and I decided to cut ourselves some slack and instead of getting up at 4:30 AM to do the GCR club run we instead decided to just run by ourselves a bit later.  Before running we stopped by mom’s place.  We had a bunch of items from our garden to give her and I also needed to pick up her tax information as well as her artificial Xmas tree that we store in our smaller shed.

We decided to run around the water park, doing the big 10k outer loop.  About an 1/8th of a mile into the run I suddenly found myself crashing down on to the sidewalk.  I somehow managed to get the toe of one foot stuck in the shoelace loop of the other, tripping myself.  I was stunned for a second and Ali was worried I hurt myself seriously, I went down pretty hard.

A quick physical inventory turned up some brush burns on the side of right knee and some banged up palms but other than that I felt ok.  I got back up and told Ali I was good to go.

Ali kept up with me for the entire run although she was really struggling during the second half.  The worst part of the run just happened to be the last part of it when we turned onto Livingston Road and got smacked in the face with a wind tunnel that lasted all the way back to the park entrance.

There were a few points where I thought Ali was going to stop.  I can normally tell when this will occur based on her breathing which gets uncontrolled and heavy.  To her credit she pushed through those spots although she later admitted to me that she did want to stop multiple times. One advantage of Ali running with me is I can push her to run harder than she would run on her own.  She has been making some strides in her pace lately, running her first sub 8 (7:59) speed mile ever at track practice earlier in the week.

When we completed the 6 miles Ali was spent.  I took a Goo and a drink of water and ran the 2 mile loop inside the park myself, I wanted to make sure I at least upped my mileage from the 7 miles we did last Saturday.  Despite already running 6 miles I trekked the last two at a decent clip right at or under a 9 minute mile pace.

By the time we got home it was close to lunch time.  After eating lunch Ali retreated to the bedroom for a nap. I attended to the remaining house chore items before sitting down to do mom’s taxes on the TurboTax web site.  I have used the TurboTax online version for several years to do mom’s taxes and have had no complaints.

Mom was concerned about her taxes for 2011, figuring she would have to pay into the system since she had to pay taxes on her SS benefits.  When she was collecting unemployment she at least had the taxes taken out up front.  With mom’s current income stream the last thing she needed was a big tax bill.

Well by the time I was done I had good news.  Instead of paying in, mom instead was getting a refund, a sizable refund, probably the biggest amount she ever got back.  Mom of course was very happy to hear the news and was very surprised.  I told her it was because of her low income level, sort of a bitter sweet situation.  Yea it is nice to have a super low tax rate but it would obviously be better to pay more taxes if you had more of an income stream coming in.  Anyway, the extra cash will certainly be a good thing.

Saturday night Ali and I decided to go out for our official Valentine’s Day dinner.  I suggested to Ali we do it Saturday and then on the actual holiday I would treat Ali to pizza since that is her favorite meal of all.

We decided to go somewhere that we knew would be a madhouse in season on a Saturday night, the Naples Carrabbas.  We thought we would be “smart” and get there relatively early at 5:30.  That put us at the beginning of happy hour so we have plenty of time to take advantage of 2 for 1 drink pricing and also hopefully put us ahead of the Saturday night dinner crowd curve. Well one of the two things worked out.

5:30 may be early for traditional dinner goers but it is right in old person prime time.  I was a bit shocked when after I parked the SSR Ali reported a 60 minute estimated wait time. Oh well typically they will overestimate the wait so they can deliver an actual wait time that is less so I figured we would have a seat in 40 minutes or so.

Ali got the happy hour kick started by getting my 2-1 Bud Light taps and her double serving of white zinfandel.  The area around the bar was quite crowded so I suggested to Ali that we head outside to sit on a bench, which we did, briefly.  The cold front had already started rolling in and it was too cold for Ali’s tastes outside, we decided that being warm but crowded was a better alternative.

Well we found a small section of floor that was out of the main flow of bodies.  We entertained ourselves by people watching, primarily old people watching.  I would estimate that 75% of the patrons were 65 years or older.  Seeing what potentially waits down the pipeline for me is pretty depressing although I told Ali I certainly hope to expire well before things would progress too far.  I just have no desire to simply exist where the highlight of my day is a meal.

The four beers I downed did a good job of making the wait tolerable, even as it extended past what we were originally told.   We wound up standing around for 70 minutes until our buzzer lit up. Eventually we got seated and were greeted by our polite but rather generic waiter.  One thing that we typically enjoy at the Naples Carrabas are servers that make an effort to engage the customers in a very friendly way.  Well this guy was not up to snuff in that regard.

Our meal itself was good as normal.  Since it was “Valentine’s Day” I didn’t even make a fuss about getting desert after a caloric bulging pasta and bread filled meal.  Ali I shared  some chocolate desert that went well with my coffee.

Saturday night I started watching season 4 of Breaking Bad.  Randall had given me the season on a set of DVD-R’s.  Well the 360 can be weird when it comes to playing content on DVD-R’s.  Although I watched Dexter on burned DVD-R’s as well, for some reason the BB discs absolutely would not play.

Well after futzing around unsuccessfully with it for a bit I punched “breaking bad” into the 360 Bing search to see what my online options were.  I saw I could get episodes on Vudu, a service I never used before.  If I signed up for the service I got a $5 credit which was enough for me to “buy” the first two episodes.

Well of course I had no intentions of buying all of the episodes. I later figured out a work around.  I throw the dvd into my computer and create a 4 episode AVI file that I can stream to the 360.  I tested it out last night and it works well.  It goes without saying that so far the current season of Breaking Bad is outstanding.

When I woke up Sunday morning I felt crappy.  Basically the lower half of my body just felt shitty.  The spot where I fell not only had painful brush burns but also some bruising as well.  Me left knee didn’t feel fantastic either.  I was walking around like a stiff 80 year old for a good portion of the morning.

Sunday was very low key for the most part.  I was feeling unmotivated plus it was damn cold outside, in the 40’s for a good portion of the day.  I did have one suggestion, to take the dogs out to the swamp for a walk, since the cold temperatures would help prevent them from getting overheated. We headed to the swamp after lunch.

As expected, the dogs definitely had more endurance walking in the cold air, we wound up going the furthest into the swamp on foot than we ever had.  I sort of expected to see a lot of gators out trying to warm up in the sunshine.  I was surprised that we saw no adult gators at all, only 3 baby gators up on a log.

We did have a swamp first as we were on the way back.  A decent sized animal, a little smaller than Nicki, darted out on the path in front of us.  It paused for a few seconds before the barking of the dogs scared it away, it was a bobcat.  Ali and I knew that bobcats were a pretty common Florida predator but they are typically nocturnal.  This was the first time we ever saw a bobcat in the wild.

After the dogs settled down we continued walking until we ran into two women walking into the swamp that Ali happened to know.  We were surprised that after we told them of the bobcat sighting, pointing back to where we saw it, the bobcat had reappeared, standing in the middle of the path, interested in something. It was a cool way to wind up the hike.

Sunday evening I watched the Planet of the Apes movie, the new one of course.  Ali started watching the movie with me but soon bailed.  The theme of the chimps getting abused was not something that she was interested in watching. Of course the abuse lays the groundwork for some payback later on.

I liked the movie overall although there were some loose ends that were sort of left dangling in the wind.  I couldn’t help but think about that woman that had her face ripped off by a chimp repeatedly through out the film.  I’d give the flick a B+, worth a rental.

I have outlined once or twice the annoying problem I have with toenail fungus.  It has been an issue for a long, long time, probably pushing 10 years at this point.  Thankfully it has been isolated to only 3 of my 10 toes.

Well over the years I have been trying various things to clear it up.  I have applied various creams to the affected toes before bed and then covered it with a sock.  I have soaked the feet in warm water and epsom salts.  I have cut the nail super short and tried to file the affected area.  None of it has really worked.

Now I think part of it is a lack of patience and consistency on my part.  It takes a long time to treat this sort of thing and an even longer time for the affected nail to grow out.  I think I have not been diligent enough.

Well anyway I recently did a search for home remedies for the problem and hit on this page.  Two of the suggestions I had not heard before, using vinegar and/or WD-40.

WD-40 is truly a magical substance.  I have heard it suggested for all sorts of applications outside of it’s intended automotive lubricant designation.  Anyway I read multiple reports of people treating their fungus successfully by simply applying WD-40 to the affected area twice a day, simple enough.  Hey I have nothing to lose.

On a related foot subject, when I was at Sam’s Club Friday I got the inspiration buy some new socks.  My sock drawer has been filled with mostly older socks that are the varying shades of off white / gray that socks go through during their lifespan.

Well I saw packs of BLACK socks and was inspired.  Black socks make so much sense. If black socks get dirty  they still look black, what a brilliant invention.  I had two choices, Burlington socks and New Balance branded socks.  Seeing the Burlington socks were made in the USA and the NB socks were made in Mexico made the decision a no brainer.  I threw out any even slightly questionable old white socks I had in my drawer and added my 11 pair of fresh black socks to the mix.

Next week my dad, step mom, my brother, his girlfriend and the two dogs will be arriving for an extended visit.  I am taking all of next week off as a result.  I am hoping to get all of the SSR radio upgrade stuff ordered so I can use some of that time to do the installation.  Dad is always looking for a project to help me with when he visits anyway.

Oh yea, I forgot to mention Whitney Houston died.  As you can tell I am really broken up about it.  I have little sympathy for someone with so much talent that threw it away and basically turned into a crack whore.  I have a very Amy Winehouse’esque attitude about it.  If you are going to keep playing Russian roulette with your life, don’t be surprised when you finally hit the chamber with a bullet in it. See ya later Whitney.

 

 

 

Cancel equals cuts, 7, still on the bench, close call, lululooney, Super Bowl

So I did indeed call Sirius on Friday and told them I was ready to cancel my subscription after seeing the latest rate increase.  The woman with an Indian accent wasted no time offering to renew my subscription minus the price increase.  Well that came way too easily, it was obvious there was more savings available.  I told her thanks but no thanks. I told her how the past few years I was on the fence if I wanted to renew at all since the only reason I have Sirius is for Howard Stern and he now only does three live shows a week and takes 2-3 months off a year on top of that.

Well this opened us up to the level 2 discount which is half price on the base subscription.  I am pretty sure I could have pushed for more like a discount on the online streaming portion or the bullshit music royalty fees but I called it as good enough and told the woman I guess I’ll renew.  Of course when next year rolls around the same song and dance will be repeated.

Originally the plan for Saturday morning was to run 10 miles at the normal club group run.  Ali got a message from Michelle saying she was going to be running around her neighborhood instead with a friend of hers.  She invited us to join them although she planned to only run 7 miles.  Friday afternoon my knees were a little painful after running on the treadmill Thursday, the idea of putting in less miles made more sense to me.

So we met up with Michelle and her friend whom also happens to be named Michelle.  We had a solid run, Michelle number two was obviously a good runner.  Ali was struggling a bit because she was starting to feel the onset of illness.  A couple times she scolded me because I dropped back to run with her, saying she doesn’t want me to slow down to run with her.  I told her it was no big deal and ran most of the last couple miles with her a little behind the two Michelle’s.

When we were done it struck me that it was ironic that running 7 miles is now viewed as a compromise for me where as for the first 42 years of my life 6 miles was a bucket list item.

After a well deserved stop at Dunkin Donuts the rest of my Saturday was non-stop work save the 40 minute Kitchen Nightmare show I watched over lunch.  Ali had busted ass on Friday getting a lot of the house work done which was nice.  After I finished up what was left to do I headed outside to start on the long awaited Tacoma idle air control valve cleaning project. Through various internet research I had determined this was the reason I was experiencing warm start problems with the truck where the engine sputters and barely wants to keep running.

Before heading out I located the forum post I found earlier that had pictures of another person taking his IAC off.  I reviewed the pictures to give me a bit of a visual road map.

The IAC is attached to the throttle body.  To clean it you need to remove the throttle body before you can remove the IAC.  Removing the throttle body wasn’t too bad.  After removing the intake hose and the cables attached to the linkage you had four bolts to remove to get the throttle body off.

Once you slide the throttle body off I got better access to the two coolant hoses on the bottom and was able to slip them off, allowing the throttle body to be completely removed.

I then moved to the work bench in the garage.  The IAC is attached to the throttle body with four brass screws.  I read several warnings about the potential pitfall these screws presented, evidently they are very easy to strip.  One recommendation I read to avoid this was to utilize an impact screwdriver, a tool I never used before.

An impact screwdriver is used in combination with a hammer.  Basically you strike the end of it.  The impact is transferred to sudden rotational energy which will break loose most frozen screws without damaging them.

Having never used the tool before it took some trial and error.  I practiced on a wood screw that was in the peg board.  I was quite pleased that the tool worked as advertised on the IAC screws.  All four of them broke loose with absolutely no problem.

Once I got the valve off the throttle body it confirmed what I suspected.  The valve was cruddy and covered in carbon deposits.  These deposits cause the valve to stick, causing the bad idle when things are warm.

So I got busy with the carb cleaner, giving the IAC a thorough bath in addition to using a small brush to help remove the deposits.  The ports are pretty small so it took some patience to get it cleaned up.  While I was at it I cleaned out the throttle body, cleaning areas I was unable to reach with it attached to the engine.

I also removed the solenoid on the side of the IAC so I was able to rotate the valve to make sure it was both clean and rotated without obstruction.  The solenoid was attached with two screws that had a rubber plug on top of them.  When I reattached the solenoid I replaced the rubber plugs with some silicone caulk I had hanging around.

So all that was left to do was put everything back together.  I also read on the internet that they highly recommend you replace the rubber gasket between the IAC and throttle body as part of the process to make sure there aren’t any vacuum leaks when it is put back together.  I prepared for this as well, ordering not one, but two of these gaskets, just in case I messed one up somehow.

So I pull out one of the new gaskets and immediately notice it is not even close to the right size/shape.  Well that is annoying, I know I was very careful selecting it online when I ordered it.  Well that is just great.

So I figure that I would just put the old gasket back on, as far as I could tell it seemed to be in decent shape.  So I lay the gasket into the slotted outline for it in the throttle body however it doesn’t want to quite fit.  I would press it into the slot on the bottom but then it would not quite line up at the top.  If I lined it up at the top the bottom would fall out.  WTF?

I f’d around with the gasket for a solid 15 minutes but regardless of what I did it would not seat itself correctly.  I thought this was odd since the gasket has resided in that slot for the last 13 years or so.  My only theory was when I pulled the gasket off I did not exercise much care in doing so, grabbing it by a corner and yanking since I thought I had brand new replacements. Perhaps the yank stretched the old gasket just enough that it no longer fit correctly.

Great. So I head inside to see if by some miracle I can secure a replacement gasket.  A quick check online revealed it was a special order item from Autozone which would take a few days to get. I then called up both local Toyota dealerships in the hope they may stock the little rubber part.  I struck out both times, they would have to order it as well.

I was frustrated.  I called up Autozone and had them order the part.  My order came out to $1.69. I was pissed my repair was derailed by a $2 part.  I told Ali the truck would be out of commission for a few days, at least I have two other vehicles that could fill the transportation void, the party van and the SSR.

If you want to see all of the pictures I took during the IAC project you can go here.  I also shot some video of the work and plan to utilize it to create the first YouTube 99 Tacoma IAC cleaning documentary.

After the Toyota work I turned my attention to the SSR.  It was still dirty from it’s unintended drive in the rain two Fridays ago.  I gave the truck a thorough bath both inside and out.  I snapped a pic after I was done.

So now that it was clean I wanted to finally install the “bling” I bought a few weeks back.  First I installed the chrome water pump pulley cover which is intended to cover up the only stand out ugly item in the engine compartment.  The stock pulley has a large threaded end that gets rusty.

The recommended install procedure including brushing the threads to remove the rust and then coating the threads with Vaseline.  Ali snickered when I came inside asking for vaseline to use on the SSR.

Installing the cover went ok although I was annoyed that some of the chrome flaked off on the big nut when I was tightening it with a pliers.  I had the jaws wrapped up in tape but evidently not thick enough, a couple teeth poked few and must have caused the damage.  Oh well the cover still looks decent.

Next I turned attention to my new license plate area chrome cover, the same one that Ali rolled her eyes at when I showed it to her.  To be honest ever since Ali ‘s reaction I have felt less enthused about my rear bling but I was certainly going to install it regardless.

The cover comes with red plastic inserts that can be cut as needed to cover the 3 cut out logos on either side of the cover.  I decided to make the Chevy logo and the R red and leave the SS uncovered.  These inserts were secured with the same silicone I used on the IAC work.

Installing the cover was easy.  After removing the factory black snap on license plate cover I simply removed the license plate and then reattached it behind the new cover, utilizing the 4 longer stainless steel screws it comes with.

I stood back and took a look at the end result.  I think I liked it.  Like I said I now had this seed of doubt in my head about it based on Ali’s initial reaction.  It helped add another degree of uniqueness to the exterior of the truck in addition to the lowered stance and custom pin striping.

I had Ali come out so she could take a picture of the plate when it lights up when the car is in reverse.  It will look cool at night although the coolness will only be in full effect when the truck is in reverse.

The last project I had for the day was to wash the party van, it was pretty grungy both inside and out.  I swept up the copious amounts of dog hair that was spread around the interior and scrubbed the exterior so certain spots no longer had a light green hue from algae/mildew.   With my dad, step mom, brother and their dogs coming down in a few weeks I figured it was good timing since the party van will be our primary mode of transportation with that many bodies.

In total my various vehicular labor kept me busy until after 5pm.  Ali, who was feeling worse as the day went on had taken several naps during the day.  She did come out later in the afternoon to work on two food projects.  She made some hearty bread that was modeled after something we had at Sweet Tomatoes.  She also made a soup that included strained juicing pulp, additional vegetables and pasta.  We had both for dinner.

The soup didn’t turn out that well, the pasta didn’t take as long to cook as Ali expected and wound up turning to mush, making the overall consistency of the soup not very desirable.  The overall taste wasn’t bad but it wasn’t the type of thing I would go looking for.  I always feel bad not always giving ringing endorsements to Ali’s cooking, especially in a case like this when I know she put a lot of effort into the process.  However I don’t think I would be doing anyone a favor by being dishonest about it either.

The bread Ali made was another story, that turned out really well.  You would think it was prepared in a real bakery.  We both had more than one serving.

I was walking around like an old man Saturday night.  Sometime during the various projects I must have pulled something in my back, right below my left shoulder blade.  I would get a sharp pain if I moved the wrong way and even if I breathed deeply.  I still can feel it a bit today but it the edge has worn off somewhat.

We watched Hangover 2 Saturday night, my most recent Netflix queue item.  I had been warned it wasn’t all that great and those warnings rang true.  It was more or less an instant replay of the first movie, only with less funny moments.  Maybe it felt less funny just because we had seen much of it before but I think it was more that it just wasn’t as well done.  Neither Ali or I were impressed.  I’d give it a pretty stinky B- rating.

Sunday morning I started it like I normally like to start them, with a DD run in the party van with the dogs in tow.  Well when I got to the second traffic light, about 2 miles from our house I hit a sudden red that necessitated me hitting the brakes hard.  After the initial sudden stopping surge the brake pedal unexpectedly gave way and headed towards the floor.  Thank goodness nobody was in front of me, I stopped a good 20 feet out into the intersection.

Well I instantly knew this was a problem and by the time I hit the next light I decided it was lunacy to try to drive with the van like this, my stopping power was almost non-existent.  I turned around and headed back home, knowing there had to be major leak in the brake system.  I also briefly pondered how lucky I was that the brakes didn’t fail at highway speeds in a situation where I had to stop.  It could have been very, very ugly.

So after I limped back home, I opened the hood and looked at the fluid level in the brake reservoir,  it still had plenty of fluid in it.  I then slid myself under the rear of the van and saw a stream of brake fluid dripping down.  It appeared that one of the metal brake lines in the back had ruptured, wonderful.

Well obviously this had to be fixed, replacing metal brake lines was definitely outside the boundaries of what I was equipped to fix myself.  I went inside and told Ali who was still in bed of the problem.  I asked her if she could follow me in the Camry to Tire Choice, the place that did the van front brake work a few months back.  My thought was Ali could provide me with a rear safety cushion and I would make sure I had plenty of stopping distance in front of me.

The drive to the garage was very slow and steady.  I got lucky in that I hit mostly green lights.  When I did need to stop I used the engine to assist by manually down shifting to burn off speed.  I managed to complete the roughly 15 miles without rear ending another vehicle and felt lucky to do.  The brakes were so weak.

After explaining what was wrong I handed over the keys and told the woman to call me when they had an estimate.  In my head I figured it might cost a couple hundred bucks.  Well when I got the call saying the estimate was $700 I swallowed hard.  The woman explained that all of brake lines in the back were a mess and badly rusted which I already knew.  I anticipated them all getting replaced in my prior mental estimate.

In my mental estimate I thought you could simply order rear brake lines for a 1996 Chevy van.  Well that is not the case.  She said the lines have to be custom fabricated to fit which is why the vast majority of that $700 is labor.  Well it was a problem that had to be addressed, you don’t just cross your fingers and hope that old brake lines won’t explode.  I told her to go ahead with the work.

I was at least pleased that I got the van back the same day without an appointment going in and that the woman honored a 10% discount that I thought I had a coupon for but later found I didn’t.

Over the weekend I noticed a new bag laying on the counters. We literally have dozens of bags/purses in the house so the fact that it was sitting on the counter wasn’t interesting.  The lululemon branding was what caught my interest.  I asked Ali about the bag of course since I had never seen it before.  She said she bought it at the store with the gift card I gave her for Christmas.

Well the gift card was only for $50.  I am far too lululemon savvy to think that the gift card covered the price of the bag, especially after she told me she bought a pair of running pants with the card as well the day before.

Since Ali was feeling sick I just lightly jabbed her about it, pointing out that we already have 345 bags in the house, why in the world would she need a lululemon bag?  Of course there is no logical explanation , she equates it to my SSR “bling” which is maybe 3 or 4 items, compared to the dozens of lulu branded clothing items and accessories that reside in our house that join an already immense supply of Nike, Reebok, and Under Armour items.  Of course this is always a no-win discussion but it still irks me that Ali has this sneaky secret shopper inside of her.

So this year we did not do a Super Bowl party, something we did for the last 4 or 5 years.  It never really came up for discussion for some reason.  With Ali not feeling well I guess it sort of worked out well timing wise.

For our SB meal we had vegetarian pigs in a blanket which I don’t mind in the least.  Our food was filled out with some Baked Lays and garlic bagel bites.  Eating the less than nutritionally stellar food combined with an entire exercise-free day immediately lead to the gluttonous feeling that makes me very uncomfortable.

So I flipped on the 73 inch tv and surround sound and took in the game.  Let’s get the game discussion out of the way since I didn’t have any real rooting interest although I did find myself pulling for the Patriots for some reason.  The game was a good one for sure were both teams missed some opportunities to dramatically change the outcome.

When Bradshaw mistakenly scored the TD when the Patriots didn’t even try to tackle him with time running out I thought Tom Brady might have a miracle left in him.  In their prior series the Pats lost a golden opportunity to seal the game when Wes Welker dropped what would have been a huge pass play which eventually lead to a punt instead of a score.

Well Brady ran out of miracles and for the second time in 4 years and the Giants beat him in the end, knocking down a last second hail mary in the end zone.  It was fitting end to a very up and down season.  For a large part of it the Giants were a mess, at one point sitting with a 7-7 record.  It was only fitting that this year, which seemed to be the year of inconsistency that a team that at points was really bad, wound up winning it at the end. Oh well.

So let’s talk about the other part of SB experience, the commercials and the half time show.  I had seen a few of the commercials online before the broadcast. For some reason they decided to make them available ahead of time.

I thought for the most part the commercials, especially early on when you expect the big hitters to really knock it out of the park, were weak.  I could not believe the very first Bud Light Platinum commercial.  It was as bland as bland could be.  Bud Light normally does a good job with their spots.  With a few exceptions, I thought most of the spots were just boring or dumb.

Of course I liked most dog themed commercials as expected but I think my favorite of all was the Jerry Seinfeld Audi commercial, the online extended version is even better.  There were a few others that were creative/good but for the most part they were weak.

GoDaddy really needs to get a clue.  Do they think that people don’t realize that the T&A tease to go to their website for “more” has long been revealed as a huge letdown? Their ads suck. Coke? Enough with the polar bears please.  Like I said there were a bunch more have nots than haves in my commercial scoreboard.

So the Madonna half time show had a lot of hype going in, after all it is Madonna, even if it is a 53 year old version of her.  After watching it and exchanging several confused looks and commentary with Ali we both agreed we were underwhelmed.

The portable stage and lighting effects were top notch, crazy good.  All of the props and supporting dancers in the performance were really cool.  How about that guy doing crazy stuff on that suspended wire?  However I though Madonna herself looked like she was performing in a haze, her energy level felt low for some reason. She looked to me like a 50 something year old woman trying to give a Lady Gaga type performance, it just didn’t work for me.

One thing obviously has had a lot of work is Madonna’s face.  There was not a wrinkle to be found on her 5 decade + old face courtesy of botox and whatever weird stuff she has had done.  I wasn’t nuts about her hair style either.

Of course the fact that she lip synched the entire performance annoyed me, just like it does Elton John. I know lip synching is very common at the Super Bowl, it doesn’t make me like it any more.  Sing for real please.

When I looked online I saw my opinion of the half time show was not echoed much.  For the most part my Facebook circle of 40 something’s  thought the show was good.  I guess I just watched a different performance than they did.