Nowadays you can make a crap beer, call it, "Anal Cooties" and watch it fly off the shelf.
You don't get to looking like Dave by pounding bottled water.
You don't get to looking like Dave by pounding bottled water.
I think there are a lot of hipsters in the craft beer scene. That would at least explain all the "artsy" labels and weird/ironic beer names.Where do people come up with these names?
Fat Tire
Dirty Bastard
Busch Beer (not really a strange name, just sounds cheap)
Toe Jamb (just made that one up)
More like drunk'n jokers.I think there are a lot of hipsters in the craft beer scene. That would at least explain all the "artsy" labels and weird/ironic beer names.
Where do people come up with these names?
Fat Tire
Dirty Bastard
Busch Beer (not really a strange name, just sounds cheap)
Toe Jamb (just made that one up)
Hmmm,.....A name like Busch,...God pidy da fool that came up w/ that cheap assed sounding name for a beer....
Then we wouldn't have the other half for Anheuser, to stick their cheap sounding name in front of either.
Then there'd be no:
Budweiser/Bud Light/Michelob/Michelob Light/Rolling Rock/Rolling Rock Light/ Natural/ Natty Light/Shock Top/Landshark/Johhny Appleseed/ and of course......Busch/Busch Light.
( not that that's not entirely a bad thing...)
We also wouldn't have a single named major sponsor for an entire Grand National Stock Car racing series, for a bagillion rednecks to have something to watch while they drink one of those cheap assed sounding beers either.
I'm getting ready to head out to Sand Springs to paint that BMW this morning. I got it prepped last night after I shot the Acadia.
So, you may ask yourself, what's all this talk about Acadia's, BMW X5's, Explorer's..... Isn't this thread about a 1962 Impala SS?
Same thoughts are running through my head right now....This guy talks a lot while I'm working, you may not believe this, but I would rather not talk at all while I'm working on a vehicle. I LIKE to focus on what i'm doing, almost to the point that a millennial might come up with some sort of syndrome for me. My mind can do what a chick might call "multi-task". It's what I think of as giving the subject at hand half a thought, or a quarter of a thought while you're pondering other issues.
I hate this. I want to give what I think is important my full attention. If i've decided that something is worthy of me spending months of my time on, leave me the fck alone and let me work!
This fellow has all sorts of plans of what he wants. He's thinking he wants to have his own bodyshop and is already including me in his plans. He'll find out I'm not planning the same thing later. He tells me he's going to bring in all sorts of jobs he wants to work on. Meaning he thinks I'm going to paint them for him. I think he has an idea he might own me a bit. This is in addition to me doing the impala.
What the fck have I gotten myself involved in?
I'm working three nights a week (I leave work and drive the 25 miles to his place), generally working till 10:00. Then, like today, I'm leaving to work at least nine hours out there on my Saturdays. He's acting like I'll do this forever.
I'm a little frustrated right now. I haven't touched the Impala the last two times I've been out there.
I'm three weeks into this seven week deal. He will have four weeks left of using me.
Then the price tag for Dave goes way up. I needed the money he was offering for the Impala to make up for the past several months of slow times at my job.
Work seems to finally be picking up again. It's not quite as strong as it was before, but it's getting close.
I turn 55 this month, I don't wish to work myself to death in my last years of working. Unless, of course, I'm working on my cars that I want for me to drive. Seeing a completed project that will be mine through to the finish is easier than trying to adapt someone else's dreams to mine.
Long story short. I'm going to have to get this fella to leave me the fck alone so I can work on the Impala or it won't be finished by me.
I'm a little disappointed already by the limits of this job. He wants a spectacular paint job, but he's not wanting to do all the necessary things to make it spectacular.
Remember how i mudded the fender?
The mud could have been almost eliminated by taking out the inner bracing and repairing the skin, then tack welding the braces back on. He doesn't want anything to do with that.
So what he really wants is a really nice paint job, not what I consider a real restoration.
So, if I get to work on the Impala again soon, what you'll see is me making due with the limitations I'm given. More can be done, but I probably won't be doing the full psycho on it.
It'll look good if I get to finish it, but I'll know it could have been better. Oh well, as long as he keeps paying me.
Once I'm done with this though, it'll either be my way, or find another painter.
Sorry about the rant. I gotta get my shoes on so I can go mask that X5 and shoot it.
You might notice the center of the jamb wasn't stripped. That's because TG didn't want to take the freaking glass out. AAAAHHHHHH! Oh well, mine is not to question why, mine is to block, primer and paint.
It'll look good in the end.Thus continues the charge of the painter brigade.
It's looking really good considering the limitations being placed on you.
Finished off one (or maybe more) of those myself this weekend, not bad at all...Ok, I'm still sidetracked on the side jobs. I'm still taking care of his other "little" jobs. I'm shooting the Acadia tailgate and rear bumper tonight. Tomorrow I have to shoot another BMW X5 front end. They're both three stage white.
On the positive side, he has this in the fridge and asked me if I like beer
Maybe......
Thanks Drew.What's up with the damn turkeys??? everywhere...even next to the beer. Man oh man. I bought a 64 Skylark convertible once. Took the engine and tranny out, replaced the floors, looked at how much sheet metal it had and said I need to like smaller cars! Sold it. I would give up my Stang in HEARTBEAT for a 64 or 65 Riviera. I think those are the coolest cars of the 60's and the baddest assed interiors ever. Unfortunately every time I see one close I ask my wallet and he says NO.
I am really amazed by your attention to detail...and skill....and patience. All of your work I have seen has been better than I could ever hope to have or do in a million years!!!!