I’ve been a bit quiet for the past 2 weeks. I feel like I’m now emerging from a cave. Since we picked up the truck 10 days ago it’s been 7am to 2am everyday, and I’ll admit that I’ve missed too many meals. It’s a long story, and I’ll add pieces of it here. The short version is that I had many people fall through, others worked too slowly, and still others were asking too much money. So I’m doing most of the remaining work on the truck myself, with help from my dad, John Hong, my father in law, and friends.
It’s going to rock, but it’s going to be a bunch more really hard work.