Bobby Allison passed away on Saturday. He was one of my favorite racers back when I was a big fan. Unfortunately, his career was cut short due to a terrible racing accident that scrambled his brains. Racing also cost him the lives of his two sons, Clifford and Davey. RIP Mr. Allison.
The Marines celebrated their 249th birthday on Sunday and Veterans Day was yesterday. Thanks to all who served, regardless of the branch of service. Hopefully we'll see some improvements in the armed forces now that we've got some new people that will be in charge.
I received my "spit tube" in the mail the other day for the medical study I volunteered for. They advertised for people with industrial experience and may have ingested, breathed in, or otherwise absorbed various chemicals. I filled out a questionnaire and was selected as a subject. I think the primary goal has to do with ALS but I'm sure whatever they find will be used for other research as well. I'm also listed as an organ donor on my driver's license. Anything I can do to help others with whatever's not used up after I die, they're welcome to it.
In addition to mailing in my tube of spit, I put in a brisk mile of walking at the park, and I got my blood test taken care of. I also finished up the speed bag project with the exception of two clip angles that need to be welded on. I was all set to do that when the lens fell out of my glasses. I normally wear a pair of reading glasses when TIG welding rather than my prescription glasses. The readers are just cheap ones from the Dollar Store but I tried gluing the broken frame back together. I'll see if that worked today. I've got a couple of other pair around here for computer use if not. Either way, I'll finish the welding and then get some paint on the thing so I can deliver it.
Maybe finish weld the tabs on the Rickati gas tank as well. Need to keep working my way back.
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