it's 8 outside.  it's 50 inside skidmark garage.  there's no way that would be possible without the help of one dave nolan and his ridiculously kind donations in the form of two reznor heaters.  sadly, that fucker is a little bit under the weather and hasn't been in all week.

jt is here banging away on his seat cowl.  i "tack welded" some angle iron onto the sweet welding table that jim mcnaughton and mark adams built for the garage.  it was the first weld i've ever tried.  the angle irons are in place!  i banged on them with a hammer and they didn't budge.  of course, i did more than tack...i ran a few inches of a bead on both sides because the little tack didn't seem like it did shit.  they're bad.  they look like i was standing on a bar of soap as i ran the bead.

sean harris was in a few times this morning and afternoon.  he ran to bcf and talked with larry and came back to screw around some more.

jada came in an hour late and worked her shift.  place always looks better after she's been here.

thomas was in last night.  he and mark worked on his stuck bolt till pretty late.  eventually, they had to drill it out and tap the hole.  can't believe it came to that.  what a pain.  but thomas just takes it all in stride.  nothing rattles that dude.  he rules.

poison just got played on pandora.  i'm disgusted.  i gotta scroll through that in a minute and give that shit a fat thumb's down.  at least tom waits is playing, now.  skidmark is redeemed.

gotta bail early today.  spent most of the day trying to configure the security cameras.  still have more to do.  but i got some of the time consuming tedious shit out of the way.

gotta send out the invites for the IMS after party.