San Jose, CA

Well, we visited the miracle welder this morning. We got in to San Jose a bit after 1 last night, then stayed up till 4 chatting with Brandon and Stephen. Brandon just got a job with Google doing network security. Stephen has decided that to write well he’ll have to stop writing for the film industry.

Berck drove yesterday until it got dark; then I drove the rest of the way. We’d been up since 5:30 a.m. We finally got some sleep 22 hours later. We slept for a few hours and then got up to head to the shop. The mechanic is an old guy with a pot belly and white Amish beard. He took one look under the hood and declared, “Junk. It can’t be welded.”

So now we’re trying to figure out what to do about getting a “new” header and how to put it on.