The trip to the Lab Rat Keeper took a rocky turn as I literally took a turn into the rocks falling down into rocks and dirt. I don’t have a lot of time because I’m about to drop from exhaustion, but LSS is I got another situation where my feet couldn’t keep up with my body and I took a (literal) dirt dive. I managed to get an Airborne Landing Fall out of it and I’m slightly sore but otherwise undamaged. About the only thing I learned only from my military training that I used after discharge was the Airborne Landing Fall, and I was never in any Airborne units. I also learned to scuba dive from the military but I was never in the Navy.And that’s about all I can say about that.
And just in as I was getting this pot to bed was news that Doug Jones won in Alabama!
I accidentally took my meds twice night before last and spent more than 12 hours having really strange dreams.
Seriously, very strange dreams, but nothing resembling a nightmare, which is a minor blessing in and of itself. I haven’t had a nightmare since I started taking the new med, which is fantastic, since I have been dealing with nightmares almost every night for more than 3 decades to go along with my PTSD. Getting a change in my nightly mental programming from horror to farce takes some getting used to. The good part is the new med works at keeping me from being depressed, I’m almost completely non-depressed now.
But the bad thing is my sleep schedule has been majorly disrupted by being unconscious for 12-14 hours and waking up around 1700 yesterday. So I’m doing another all-nighter and staying up all day to get back on a normal schedule. Seriously, I’ll be clunking along semi-conscious all day today until my normal 0100 bed time Tuesday morning. And I’ll be using the down time to just kinda do a random write post overnight. I’m also watching YouTube videos of people building cars of various types, including a guy putting an OHV head on a vintage Briggs and Cleetus trying to put an engine into a side-by-side designed to use a FWD engine turned sideways so the wheel diffs are 1:1 and the reduction is in the gearbox of the donor engine.
On the TGS2 I’m still looking for street tires for getting to and from the track on wheels that don’t break the budget. Seriously the tires that would balance the car require wheels that run $250 and up each meaning we are looking at about a $3000 budget just to get wheels and tires for the street, with the race wheels costing maybe $500 for all 4 and another $1000 for tires. Whoever heard of a dual purpose car where the street budget had consumables more than 3 times as much as the race budget? That’s insane.
While I was prowling YouTube I was thinking about how badly I was hamstringing this build by using the T-bucket instead of making a decent body around the frame to streamline the car and generate downforce, especially since I’m building what’s called a monoposto or center seater. I could make the car a lot shorter without the Bucket body also, but I wouldn’t be able to run Goodguys like that. Goodguys doesn’t really want sports racers running their autocrosses, and there is a class the TGS2 fits as long as I use the bucket body and pickup box (Truck). I could make it street-legal without the bucket body, but all that would get me would be I wouldn’t have to trailer it to get to the next race. I would be faster in A-Mod but at the cost of not being legal for Goodguys.
Also I have still been thinking about sitting on the normal driver’s side even though the car would be a single seater, just to make it a bit more “normal” going down the road. The frame would be slightly more complicated, but mounting the top separately from the rest of the frame as a bolt-on takes most of that out of the situation. Making the rear hoop part of the bolt-on part of the frame makes putting the driver on the left less complicated than trying to wiggle the body around the full cage less the fore and aft braces when it has to be offset to protect the driver in a roll-over wreck. Making both hoops bolt-on also would have made building the Sprint-T a simpler task as the frame would have bolted together around the body instead of trying to finagle the body around the frame, but I never got the drivetrain to build a Sprint-T full scale.
I just got a reminder call I have an appointment with the lab rat keeper tomorrow. I will have to get up early to catch the bus for a 2+ hour trip across town because DART still doesn’t understand what “frequent headway” means. I’m only spending a little over an hour on the bus, the rest of the time is walking to and from the bus stops and waiting for the next bus. I live about as far from a bus stop as I can and still consider the bus as a viable means of transportation, but still the next-largest chunk of time is waiting for the next bus to show up.
No way to sugarcoat this one, if the GOP Tax Scam passes one of my side hustles will literally become illegal. It’s only $6/month, but that’s another $6 I won’t have after it goes into effect. As it stands right now I’ll lose a minimum of $23 if I can’t get all of my earned credits cashed out before the law goes into effect. Now if I can wait until after January before cashing out I can save that $23 from getting lost to the Feds. Seriously, this takes a chunk outta my bottom line that will be hard to replace.
On the TGS2 I figured out how to get heat and AC in a car with no top or side windows. The trick is to build a box that gets heat and AC and put a helmet pumper and a fan and ducting to the seat back to make it warm in the winter and cool in the summer with heated or cooled air to my head from my helmet pumper. So I get warm in the winter and cool in the summer and no need to pull anything off the engine to get it ready for use in the TGS2. The less stuff I need to remove the better for getting the car built, not so much for the performance. But the only thing it will do to power can be reversed by just pulling the power to the AC clutch so it freewheels during racing, because the belt drive will burn the same amount of power with or without the AC pulley in the mix. So I get a warm or cool butt as required, with clean air to my face inside my helmet at the same temperature. Simple!
The good thing is I have a ton of space for putting stuff in for creature comforts, the bad thing is every creature comfort I add also adds weight, even if it’s only a few pounds. To go with that is “a few pounds” is added to a car that weighs 1300 pounds empty or 1500 with my fat butt in the
driver’s only seat. So adding creature comforts will increase the weight of the car by a perceptible amount for each pound of “comfort” added. I don’t care, I’m pushing 60, by the time I get finished I’ll be pushing from the other side of 60, and I have a lot of aches and pains already not counting any I’ll pick up before this car is completed.
And in weather news we didn’t get any snow here at Casa de El Poeta in the Beautiful Suburbs of Hell, but there was snow east and west of us even though we never saw a flake. So aside from some cats getting cold butts and distinctly unhappy about it, we have no problems with the weather today.
Just a quick post because of Pearl Harbor Day. As a former resident of the 50th state this day resonates with me at my roots. I used to live in a tiny village named Wahiawa HI. If you switch to the satellite view you can see the base I used to live on when I was in 1st and 2nd grade, off to the right of Whitmore Village. When I lived there it was NCS Wahiawa, now it’s MCCS Wahiawa. When I was living there, there was only the one Comsat and another military communications satellite, and almost all military communications was on the HF band bouncing off the ionosphere. That’s the main reason why I got bounced around so much as a kid, to talk to different places you had to use transmitters in different places to get the right number of skips to hit your desired destination. That’s why there used to be an NCS in NE, and another one in MN, several in TX, one in TN inside Ft. Campbell KY… and two in HI because the chain is several hundred miles long you can get multiple destinations from the state by using different islands, with sunken cables between the islands to carry information from Oahu to one of the outer islands. Which island I have no idea because I was a little kid and this was not a common topic of conversation.
Now there were two stations I knew about in Morocco, because there were families at both of them and we all went to the same school because there weren’t enough kids to have separate schools for each base after elementary school particularly. We lived in Sidi Yahia, the other com station was Bouknadel on the coast, and we all went to school at the air base outside Kenitra. I went to Kenitra American Junior/Senior High School in 7th grade even though we were living at NCS Sidi Yahia.
Thank you for following me down Memory Lane. Another short post tomorrow.
OK I took my med at about 0200 because that’s my natural unmedicated bedtime, and dropped off almost immediately into a sleep filled with psychedelic dreams I can’t describe because causality was not maintained, and didn’t wake up fully until about 1600.
Sometime while I was dreaming I solved the problem of getting the body installed without cutting it into a jigsaw puzzle first. That dream I remember fully, because it was similar to my precognitive dreams. The “trick” was to make the frame in two separate parts that bolted together after putting the body inside it. The tricky part will be getting all the bolt holes to line up after the frame is built. The top part will be the top tubes of the frame and will bolt on as one piece to the front and rear suspension pickups and the roll cage to make a fully triangulated structure in all 3 planes. The top structure will have plates that sandwich the roll cage hoops and tie the top into the rest of the frame. I saw two versions in the dream, one that had the top as a single unit that went on and off in one piece, and another that had the front and rear as separate components. The single piece was more rigid, but the separate front and rear sections made working on the engine easier as only the part over the engine had to be removed to get to the engine. I’ll have to weigh the options and make up my mind later. To give an idea of how unwieldy the single piece top was I was using the engine hoist to pick it up and carry it around in my dream. Or myself and a helper to unbolt it and pick it up from the ends, not because it was heavy but because it was so long, basically the same as the wheelbase plus a bit to go over the roll cage.
Another thing I saw in this dream was the top used much smaller tubes for triangulation because of the tubes being in the line of sight of the driver, 0.75″ diameter as opposed to the 1.5″ diameter of the rest of the frame members. I don’t know what the wall thickness was or how much using the smaller triangulation affected the overall stiffness of the frame, but I know using smaller triangulation is still miles stiffer than no triangulation at all where the driver’s line of sight may be impaired. I think I wasn’t fully finished with the design in the dream because the triangulation kept changing during the dream, particularly the front part which kept switching between X and V and inverted V during the dream. I think I was weighing the driver visibility of the various configurations to see which let me see out better. I think when it comes to over the road visibility the X from the top corners of the cage to the front suspension pickups would have the best forward visibility, especially with the smaller triangulation bits, with everything visible with just a slight head bob from side to side to get an eyeball around the intersection in front of the driver.
And I know how obsessive about this car this post makes me seem, but I have been thinking about owning a T-bucket since I saw The Lively Set on Tee Vee back in 1968. That’s over 49 years for my math-impaired readers. I think a half-century of desire qualifies for an obsession, or as an obsession.
I have been learning a new CAD program that lets me output drawings in *.jpg format so I can post them here, but I’m still at a very low level of proficiency with the program. When I get to a high enough level that I can save to *.jpg you’ll know it because you will see CAD drawings in my posts. I’m trying to learn OnShape, which is a free browser-based CAD system. I have used graphics and CAD programs in the distant past, and used the design program embedded in the flight sim “X Plane” to create things in this century, but this is a whole different kettle of fish. I have been reading the documentation for the program and what it says about *.jpg is I can screenshot the page I’m working on and save that as a *.jpg. Not quite the same as generating a *.jpg from the program. But handy to know.
Well I have run out of words to share for today so this is the end of the post, but not the end of the story.
OK here’s the sitch with the new med. First and foremost is I’m really slow today after having slept 14 hours today and falling asleep during RPG group yesterday. Second it will be at least a week before I know if the new med is actually reducing my depression, but the side effects kicked in with the first pill. My reaction to this is “Really!? I get zombified right from the get-go but no positive effects for a week?” At this point I have to make Hobson’s Choice with 3 bad options: No meds and stay depressed with basically flatlined emotions, take the SSRI and wave bye-bye to my sex life but have some emotional range, or spend all day asleep so it doesn’t matter if I have emotions because I’m not awake to experience them. The pharmacist said the side effects will diminish as the medication builds up in my system and my system learns to adapt to the med. All I can say is I hope so. Because I hate living like this.
Because of spending so much time asleep I haven’t been able to get anything done on the TGS2, like, at all. I’m going to keep trying but given the situation medicinally I don’t see much of a solution to this conundrum. To use the standard automotive simile I’m stuck in gumbo mud and just spinning my wheels.
It’s kinda like the dream I had this morning. I was part of a space crew orbiting a planet that had been completely wiped out by a global thermonuclear war, no biosphere and an atmosphere so radioactive that nothing could live, trying to create living chemistry. The location was chosen so as to have a “safe” place to crash the project should something go wrong. If anything could survive that hell-hole it damned well earned the right to. Anyway in my dream we had gotten to the point that the chemicals were self-reproducing and organizing, when something almost woke me up and “changed the channel”.
Tl;dr I’m getting tired of this brain BS and just want to be not-depressed and everything else work like it’s supposed to.
We got the new med today and I get to take it tonight, as the medication schedule requires this one be taken at bedtime because it induces drowsiness. Unfortunately it also causes racing thoughts and other ADHD symptoms that I’m having because of rebound from my previous med. Also we spent over $200 at the grocery because bare pantry, fridge, and freezer and no food.
And I still can’t think straight so rather than force myslef to find words I quit now.
One of the really bad things about this change on meds was the rebound effect from the washout period. I went through hell because I rebounded much worse than if I had just never taken meds. But the washout phase is almost over now so I’m actually starting to feel closer to “normal”, for values of normal <1.
A second side effect of the washout is racing thoughts, ideas that just barely even slow down to register, much less be able to transcribe them to permanent record. An example of this was working on the idea of a different donor vehicle than the 1996 Chrysler Town and Country minivan, in case I don't get it to work with. I was barely able to look up local auctions for salvage and junk title vehicles, much less get them bookmarked for future reference. But what was really sad was the number of flood cars with no minimum bid because they will never be driven on the road again, some with very low miles. There were several vehicles with less than 100 miles for sale with junk titles because they were in dealer's lots when Harvey hit Houston. And the racing thoughts have derailed my train of thought, where was I going with this? Home, I was going home. And to sleep.
And I'm getting the new med today at the store, so things will be improving on the mental front.
OK I got some sleep but it wasn’t easy with the problem of not enough gas in the car to get from El Paso to Phoenix before tanks dry, not to mention getting from Dallas to El Paso.
The problem was I made my constraints too constraining, the biggest constraint was not allowing the top of the tank to be higher than the bottom of the dash molded into the bucket body, which after I thought about it was more than silly since the frame rails are going to be taller than that. So I went back and recalculated after moving the top of the tank to the underside of the top body flange between the dash and the rear body kickup. This got me to 28.75 gallons which might get me to Phoenix from El Paso, but probably not to the E85 station in El Paso from home. So I laid the rear face of the tank back until it just touched the inside of the body at the upper outside corner. This gave me about 31.33 gallons of capacity, which got me to the E85 station in El Paso with a tiny margin of safety for headwinds.
Now the fun part is going to be getting gas in the tanks without getting gas in the cockpit with me. I think there is room to mount a gas filler on the back of the bucket above the top of the tank, but I don’t know if there’s enough room for the hose from the filler to the tank. That is something I’m going to have to find out and fix when I’m doing mockup of the tanks in the body, because working on that after paint and powdercoat is too late. But it is something I can fix, have to fix, if I want to drive my car.