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Weekend update
Oct. 17th, 2005 02:26 pmOh dear, that was a busy weekend indeed.
Bears night friday followed by an early start saturday to replace the front suspension on my poor ailing car. Replacing the suspension went surprisingly smoothly, and now my old Piazza sports new knuckle joints and bearings all round, as well as 10" disks at the front and an uprated anti-roll bar. Now it tracks precisely and corners clean and flat, though braking mid-corner makes it pitch a little more as the big ARB fights with the live axle. (braking mid-corner in a Piazza was always a foolish thing to do anyway, so its not such a huge deal)
Saturday evening was spent getting drunk in a friend's lovelyhouse mansion, which led to a reluctat start sunday morning... but I had to get up as I'd promised Mum and Dad we'd go computer shopping. Which we did, with great results. They now have a lovely new Asus laptop and carry bag, all at much reduced price thanks to my mate Craig in the Takapuna store.
Sunday afternoon- oh dear. A small Tapas restaurant, 9 bottles of wine and some very surprised wait staff later ("We'll just have four of everything on the menu, thanks!" "Are you MAD... sir?") and we were staggering down to David and Pauls place to sit in the sun and enjoy the company. And, incidentally, a further 12 bottles of wine. It all went rather rapidly downhill until there were just a few of us left, bobbing in the spa pool (face UP, thanks Mr. Barrymore) and having drunken deep-n-meaningfuls.
How I made it home I'm not sure- managing to coherently tell the taxi driver where I lived was a feat, but not as difficult as remembering where I lived in the first place. It was as I fell into bed that the phone rang and Erich, quite possibly as sloshed as I was, proceeded to make my night by making me part of his party. What an awesome way to end a fab weekend.
I'm not touching a drop until next friday- the thought of alcohol is making me distinctly queasy right now...
Bears night friday followed by an early start saturday to replace the front suspension on my poor ailing car. Replacing the suspension went surprisingly smoothly, and now my old Piazza sports new knuckle joints and bearings all round, as well as 10" disks at the front and an uprated anti-roll bar. Now it tracks precisely and corners clean and flat, though braking mid-corner makes it pitch a little more as the big ARB fights with the live axle. (braking mid-corner in a Piazza was always a foolish thing to do anyway, so its not such a huge deal)
Saturday evening was spent getting drunk in a friend's lovely
Sunday afternoon- oh dear. A small Tapas restaurant, 9 bottles of wine and some very surprised wait staff later ("We'll just have four of everything on the menu, thanks!" "Are you MAD... sir?") and we were staggering down to David and Pauls place to sit in the sun and enjoy the company. And, incidentally, a further 12 bottles of wine. It all went rather rapidly downhill until there were just a few of us left, bobbing in the spa pool (face UP, thanks Mr. Barrymore) and having drunken deep-n-meaningfuls.
How I made it home I'm not sure- managing to coherently tell the taxi driver where I lived was a feat, but not as difficult as remembering where I lived in the first place. It was as I fell into bed that the phone rang and Erich, quite possibly as sloshed as I was, proceeded to make my night by making me part of his party. What an awesome way to end a fab weekend.
I'm not touching a drop until next friday- the thought of alcohol is making me distinctly queasy right now...
