"The surprising thing about young fools is how many survive to become old fools." - Doug Larson

 I'm making good progress with Ilsa. The engine is back on the chassis and most of the parts in place. These pics are a little misleading, though. Some of it is "dry fit," - just loosely in place awaiting other parts on order before the final installation. For example, the carb rubs against the new 12v starter so the 1" spacer that comes tomorrow will allow for clearance. So it and the air cleaner are just sitting there. And the muffler probably won't get bolted in place until the body is back on.

I think I'm coming into a hiatus. Once those few parts arrive tomorrow and get installed the next phase awaits the return of the body from paint. Pat said he hopes to have it done by the end of the month. The break will allow me to get caught up on some projects around the house that I've neglected.

Unless it's a simple errand I'm in the habit of always taking work with me. Then, if there's a delay or unexpected gap I can put the time to good use. Which is why I spent almost two hours sitting in a Burger King this afternoon doing the music for Sunday. That garage door repair could have taken 30 minutes or 3 hours.
Can someone please explain to my why a BK in Phoenix, AZ would play country "music" over the speakers incessantly? It's not like you won't get indigestion from their food already. And do you know how hard it is to choose music for a church service with that twang going on in the background? Thankfully, my earbuds do a pretty good job of blocking it out... if I turn my volume WAY up.

Gov. Christie has decided to sit this one out. "Not my time" = "I think 2016 is." It's probably the right decision given the power of incumbency but he sure would have been a welcome alternative.

Have you seen the new "I am a Mormon" ads on TV? Well done from an advertising format. He masquerades as an angel of light (2 Cor. 11:14).

OK, I'm not cool, and we all know that. So I'm alright with admitting that I just learned what Chuck Taylor's are. I want a pair. I also want a pair of saddle shoes but they're stupid expensive. I had a pair in High School and they were the most comfortable shoes I've ever owned. And they look good, too.

After the stint at BK I went over to Josh & Aubri's and he walked me through some workouts he's put together for me. I'll be able to walk again in a week or so.
OUCH!

The Nobel guys in Sweden gave the prize for physics to some guys who looked through a telescope and figured out that the universe is expanding at an increasingly rapid rate, not slowing down as everyone had thought. Everyone. The Big Bang was supposed to be losing momentum, a lot like the bit fireworks bursts at the city's Fourth of July extravaganza. You know how those big balls explode throwing the little pieces outward, until they eventually lose momentum? That's the universe... they thought. These brainiacs have, according to all the other braniacs, just turned everything we've known about the universe upside down.

This comes about 10 days after some other braniacs found something called a neutrino that moves faster than the speed of light, the heretofore fastest speed possible.

Underlaying all of this scientific discovery lies another more important principle. By definition science is the field of suspended judgments. It assumes what we know now is truth until they discover something different, and then that's truth. This open-mindedness and perpetual curiosity is a good thing if you're a scientist but it seems to come with a certain amount of hubris. If another scientist pulls out new data and says, "We were all wrong, it's this way," they'll give him a Nobel Prize. If he's a person of faith and pulls out his Bible they'll say he is naive, simple, and foolish.

Those guys aren't so sure of things as they want us to believe, and twice in the last fortnight they've admitted it. "Wow! Look at this revolutionary data." Well, the next time some guy in a lab coat says, "That's stupid" I'm going to remind him about the speed of light and exploding universes. He relies on data that he can obviously get wrong. I rely on the Word of God that is never wrong.
He'll come around. Every knee will bow.