Well, the fix-up is coming along nicely. I'll post pictures when I'm done, right now all you'd see is bike parts scattered about my basement.

I think this project is blessed by the cycling gods - or someone. I had been trying to ignore the probability that the bottom bracket needed some attention. Finally, I gave up on the ignore part, loaded the bike into the car, and took it to the LBS for bottom bracket work.

Yep, it needed work - as in the whatchamacallit (what? that's not what it's called???) had stripped threads and needed replaced. The problem is, the bike is a rare-ish vintage model, built in England, and the part is no longer made. The wrench (I LOVE that guy) found the exact part in a dusty bin in the basement. I think he was as pleased as I was about that.

So now, all I gotta do is put all the parts back together in a bike-like configuration, take it to the LBS for final inspection, and ride off into the sunset - or somewhere.

I've never had so much fun.