My life has always been this glorious mix of heaven and hell, and these last couple weeks have been a terrifying dip far deeper into the hell end of the spectrum than I am comfortable with. However, today I feel quite strongly that things are turning around and I can once again see heaven on the horizon, growing closer as I race toward it. I have many things that I could post about, and time and circumstances willing I shall do so in the next forty eight hours, but I did want to quickly post and say that I’m doing alright.
I have a number of exciting projects in various stages of completion that I want to share with you, but I’m rushed at this moment so I’m just going to post my electric cycle project (of the 500W sort that is street legal and requires no license to drive), which I’ve got a full-scale profile-view mock-up of sitting in the work room right now. The next step is to transform this into a three dimensional chassis which I am planning on wrapping to become a primarily composite vehicle.
Following entries will of course discuss why the sea is boiling hot and whether pigs have wings.
But now I head off to school to pick up Nefarious and then not long after we head on down the street for her Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu class. I’m told that on her recent American Thanksgiving visit to her mother, she was sent to her room for kicking her mom’s new boyfriend in the nuts as hard as she could, so as much as that sympathetically amuses me, like me with Judo as a child, it’s probably good that she has a safe environment in which to channel such urges.