Random update..
For those of you that don't know.. I'm in the process of restoring a 1984 Nissan 300ZX Turbo, 50th anniversary edition. Restoring is perhaps a bit of a misnomer, as I'm not returning it to factory... but rather, upgrading the hell out of it.
It came to me, a rusted out shitbox of a car with a lot.. a LOT.. of potential. Since Eddie wanted to work on a project with me, and I needed a hobby.. well, this worked out well. I'll post pictures eventually, but suffice it to say, it looks NICE, having been all de-rusted and repainted with a nice Porsche blue metallic.
Of course, the instrument cluster is lacking somewhat important gauges.. say, like the gas gauge and speedometer.. but hey, what the hell! Eddie and I ganked out the instrument cluster to work on it.. and we discovered we couldn't get it fixed. Bah! And then I needed to catch up with Kymri and friends to watch Transformers... so.. well, I hopped into my instrument-free car and drove to the theater navigating by a hand-written note and a flashlight! Definitely one of the more retarded things I've done.
Anyway, that was a week or so back.
Today I went to the dentist.
I have a list.
This list is comprised of things you do not want to hear your dentist say.
Ever.
1) Hey, did you know you've got a problem with your dental implant? Let's find out what it is...
2) Hey, did you know you've got a hole in your gum? See? It's right here! (inserts pointy thing into hole)
3) Nurse? Can you get me some more gauze? No, nurse.. more than that. This isn't bleeding. It's gushing.
And after THAT hilarity, I made a list of my own. After the dentist reminded me to not forget about Orajel (a topical anaesthetic) :
1) Forget about it? Sir, after I leave here, I plan to go home and take a BATH in it. No way I'm going to forget.
2) (spoken to the nice lady at the pharmacy) Ma'am? Where's the Orajel? Oh.. but that's just Normal and Extra Strength. Where's the one that'll make me forget I have teeth?
And that's it for now.
-Hinoki
It came to me, a rusted out shitbox of a car with a lot.. a LOT.. of potential. Since Eddie wanted to work on a project with me, and I needed a hobby.. well, this worked out well. I'll post pictures eventually, but suffice it to say, it looks NICE, having been all de-rusted and repainted with a nice Porsche blue metallic.
Of course, the instrument cluster is lacking somewhat important gauges.. say, like the gas gauge and speedometer.. but hey, what the hell! Eddie and I ganked out the instrument cluster to work on it.. and we discovered we couldn't get it fixed. Bah! And then I needed to catch up with Kymri and friends to watch Transformers... so.. well, I hopped into my instrument-free car and drove to the theater navigating by a hand-written note and a flashlight! Definitely one of the more retarded things I've done.
Anyway, that was a week or so back.
Today I went to the dentist.
I have a list.
This list is comprised of things you do not want to hear your dentist say.
Ever.
1) Hey, did you know you've got a problem with your dental implant? Let's find out what it is...
2) Hey, did you know you've got a hole in your gum? See? It's right here! (inserts pointy thing into hole)
3) Nurse? Can you get me some more gauze? No, nurse.. more than that. This isn't bleeding. It's gushing.
And after THAT hilarity, I made a list of my own. After the dentist reminded me to not forget about Orajel (a topical anaesthetic) :
1) Forget about it? Sir, after I leave here, I plan to go home and take a BATH in it. No way I'm going to forget.
2) (spoken to the nice lady at the pharmacy) Ma'am? Where's the Orajel? Oh.. but that's just Normal and Extra Strength. Where's the one that'll make me forget I have teeth?
And that's it for now.
-Hinoki