March 29 2004
Big Jim's Gymn
I'm assuming that anyone that would put their Luscombe fuselage onto a
shish-kabob like I did
would be smart enough to know that stuff like this is necessary
to prevent you from becoming an instant 'Scarface' - minus the fame and
cocaine fortune
Back to the buffing - let's knock out the bottom first
Clean-up with the red ScotchBrites under the orbital
Followed by the F7 compounding with Big Jim
I'm making this look like fun - it's not, the smile is a fake
It's really just a lot of work - music helps, along with the right
attitude
being in a hurry will get you nowhere fast
Progress may be slow but you've got to stop and take your rewards
In my case it's a six pack of Pale ale (as long as my liver holds out)
Every once in awhile a discerning eye surveys the situation
When I look at it this close I sometimes wonder if it's gonna work
but then I think of how beautiful the skankiest part of town looks from
a thousand feet up
It's gonna be alright
Pilots door sill scratches
Did the previous owner routinely leave his seat belt hanging in the
wind or did he maybe wear spurs?
Who knows...
Ruh Roh
Time to hit Perfect Polish up again
Side project - iron on transfers
Anybody wanna T-shirt?
Just kidding, this is totally illegal plus those inkjet cartridges cost
a bloody fortune!
Big Jim's Gymn
If you think this is pathetic you should have seen what I started with!