I umm lets see this is funny. I blame it all on my mom! Umm a couple of days ago my mom called me from the $.99 store. She had found some fresh vegies in the store and asked me about Anaheim Chiles. I said to go ahead and buy them and I would make either chile relianos or chile verde. I decieded on Chile Verde. So I took all 6 chiles in the package...roasted them...cut them up(minus seeds)...added pork...and everything else...and cooked it last night. Well we ate it tonight and both of my folks were like damn its too hot. Even I said that. So yeah now I have a huge batch of Spicy Chile Verde and no one to feed it to. And all I wanted was something that wasn't my mom's bland cooking for once. But I went too far and tried to set thier mouths on fire!

I umm lets see this is funny. I blame it all on my mom! Umm a couple of days ago my mom called me from the $.99 store. She had found some fresh vegies in the store and asked me about Anaheim Chiles. I said to go ahead and buy them and I would make either chile relianos or chile verde. I decieded on Chile Verde. So I took all 6 chiles in the package...roasted them...cut them up(minus seeds)...added pork...and everything else...and cooked it last night. Well we ate it tonight and both of my folks were like damn its too hot. Even I said that. So yeah now I have a huge batch of Spicy Chile Verde and no one to feed it to. And all I wanted was something that wasn't my mom's bland cooking for once. But I went too far and tried to set thier mouths on fire!

Have you ever heard of Glitter Weanie?

Well, now I have wireless in my house so I am coming to you from my bed. At a way too early time when I really don't need to be up. Anyways, I need to rant about boys and nosey sister in laws. I have friends that just happen to be brothers. One will be 20 the other just turned 18. So my SIL asks me one day what was up with them. Its like what, I can't have friends who are younger then me AND are boys. Shes all "All I have to say is Jailbait." I tell he that first of all they are both over 18 and who cares what age they are. I have more in common with both of them then I have in common with her. I mean sheesh I get calls from jailbait (the 18 year old) about cars or stuff he's seen all the time. Whats the big deal! I was so mad. She tells me that jailbait has a crush on me. I realized this a couple of months ago and have been handling it accordingly. The older one I flirt with shamelessly. And I don't care who knows it. I think he's adorable. Rant over till next time.

Sorry its been so long. Got busy with life etc. So back to my engine. Three years ago they decieded to build me a new engine. My bro, having things like this laying around said I would get the engine out of his race car. A "bomb-proof" 400 engine. Cool! Well then we couldn't find a block that would work. Its the total if you don't need it you can find tons of it but when you need that part you can't find it! We found one block that would work bought it and sent it to the machine shop for work. Well seven months later...they tell us its a bad block. Seven months!!!! It was back to the drawing board... Later.

So today my Bro tells me that I need to be at this house to supervise the opening of the tent. Ok I said and was a tad bit late getting there (20 mins late). He told me to call the homeowner who was 15 mins away to tell him we where there and needed the key. Note #1 - I hate when they don't leave a key...Its not like I'm gonna steal anything! I have a strict policy reguarding that. It just doesn't happen. So I call him to tell him we are there and he informs me that we were too early and that he won't be there for another 40 mins. Note #2 - My bro had told him 'in the morning' thus 8am to 12 noon, it was 10:30am. I didn't like this man's voice...you know when you can just not like someone just by the way they sound. I told him that we would get started and he could meet us there. I was not pulling my crew off this job 'cause your doing lord knows what after you told us you would be there. He arrives and then preceeds to tell me how he just sold the house (small crappy thing) for 1.2 million and how he's got a $16,000 roof on it...Do I care...NO. If this one went for 1.2 what the heck is the one I just did on prime ocean front property worth $5 mil? You know it was bad 'cause my crew was making fun of him. So I finally leave...he cost my crew an extra hours worth of work 'cause he had to make sure everything was put back...each and every piece of bark. That was rant #1 So I go ahead to my next assignment...I'm there and its my turn to have the office phone forwarded to my cell so someone answers the dang thing. Halfway though my work at this site, I get a call from a pissed off customer telling me that we left his house open and that the tent was not supposed to come off until Thursday. I try to calmly explain to him that this is the normal process and that I would talk to the crew that was out there and see what was going on. I hang up. Call my crew...they said they locked everything up and had left an hour ago. So I call this man back and he informs me that his wife has entered the house, should he call the paramedics or go to the hospital? Note #3 - Who the heck would enter a hosue that is plastered with 14x20 inch danger signs. I wouldn't Now I freak...the house is somewhat safe to enter but not without a SCBA (thing Scuba gear). I call bro, this man has worked me up so much that I'm now crying to my bro telling him I can't handle it. I call the other company that works with us...they say ok and call bro. Bro goes out there...the customer has those metal security doors on his house...when we see those we lock them and leave the front door open to let it air out better. She went up to this door(totally safe as long as your not in the house) and got a whiff of the tear gas we use. So the house was NOT open. So yeah that's how my day went. Oh and on top of all that my mom called me to tell my that dad had chipped the paint on my car while working in the engine. He was mad at himself. I'm not mad, I have some ideas of what to put there to cover it up...my car's gonna have a tattoo. Maybe a heart with some wings or maybe a heart lock. Let me know what you think.

So getting back into my engine post...several years go by...everyone thinks my cars running a 350 and everything is fine until my transmission starts to go out...my dad has my brother build me a 350 trans with a shift kit...now the problem is I have too much transmission and not enough motor...but everything is running fine so dad tells me that we are not going to do anything till something breaks...so I drive the heck out of my car for the next couple of years...I went to Temecula three or four times, Bakersfield once, Vegas three times...you get the picture...I actually drove my car...

So I have my classic car (pics to come as soon as I figure that out). And when it was built in 1998 I was promised a 327 chevy motor. This never came to be. I had to settle for a 305 chevy. Which by no means is a bad engine, just not what I wanted. At least it was different from the traditional 350s that everyone runs. So of course I never did stop harping on the fact that I was promised a 327. More later...

Brain here taking over mommys computer. Thanks to Miss BB for the tag. Since I'm the smart one I'll start by listing my brothers odd things as he recites them to me. Pinky's five weird things(just five, but theres sooo much more): 1. I like to spin circles when I'm excited. I've even spun my crate on wheels into the middle of the floor. 2. I'm almost finished with my AKC championship. I'm the beautiful one (side note form the Brain: Whatever, Brains beats Beauty!) I only need two more major wins. 3. My Favorite toy is a stuffed baseball that says "And its going, going, gone!" I like to shake it when it starts talking to me. 4. I have a duck in my markings on one side. 5. I like to chase Birdies that fly above my yard. Including those huge birdies that mom says are airplanes. My turn, now for the good stuff: 1. I have one qualifying score in Novice Rally. I need three. 2. I'm very shy when it comes to people. 3. I love my red ball. I carry it all over the place. 4. I love to tell on my fellow roommates when they do something wrong. 5. I may look innocent but I'm secretly trying to take over the world! Uh oh, Mom just busted us at the computer gotta go! The Brain (AKA Halo) and Pinky (AKA Tucker)