June 25th

I started the day washing the solar panels for (I believe) the second time this year.  While I was up on the roof, I decided that now was a good time to hack some parts off the tree that were now touching the house.  I got Vic to help me, and we beat it into submission.  I then got to spend a while cutting everything up to put in the green waste bin.  I'm not sure that there'll be room for me to cut the grass this week, so that might have to wait until the bin's been emptied on Wednesday.  Meh.

I checked the YSR for oil leaks, and there didn't seem to be any.  I put the cover back on the oil pump, and was going to do the fairing but it currently doesn't look like it'll fit easily.  Screw that.  I took it over to see Jeff at work, and "helped" him troubleshoot a bigass quad before riding it home.  I think I'm going to try a smaller rear sprocket, as currently it's pull away, change gear, change gear, change gear, change gear,topped out.  I'm pretty sure it can pull higher gearing if only it doesn't run out of revs.  Oh, and the rev counter needs a new battery, I didn't go above 2500rpm all day :o)  Still, it's a fun thing to ride, I just need to figure out what to do with the clutch basket, as finding neutral is always a pain.

Vic picked up her latest money pit guinea pig from the vet, and she (the guinea pig, not Vic) would seem to have pneumonia.  So she (the guinea pig, not Vic) is on antibiotics for the moment.

In the evening, we barbecued, and Gwen, Walter, Jen and Vince showed up to eat and torment Tilly.  Larry called with some cockamamie plan to fly to Lodi for breakfast tomorrow, but he wants to be leaving at 7am, which is too fscking early for me.  Vince says he's going, which I think will be funny to see, but still, 7am?  On a Sunday?  Is there even a 7am on a Sunday?