On Friday we left for the inlaws' house, so I wouldn't be able to work on the motor over the weekend, so I snuck out to the garage for a couple hours on Thursday night after the baby went to bed.
I pulled the timing chain cover off, then the oil pump, then the timing chain and gears. After that I pulled the cam retainer plate and slid the cam out of the block. Around the back side of the block I pulled the rear cover, the cam sensor, and the crank sensor. Pulling the rear cover was a pain in the ass... I had to pick the motor back up with the lift so I could pull the engine stand bracketry off teh back. While I was in there I forgot to pull the dumbell (it's an oil plug), but hopefully I can get that out without re-lifting the motor again.
I took pictures, but I'm in CT right now, so I can't post them. In any event, the only thing left to pull out of the block now is the rotating assembly, but that won't happen until after christmas. I asked for a tray that holds the rotating assembly parts (minus crank) for christmas, but if I don't get it I'll buy it myself so I can start pulling it apart. Once that crap is out I'm going to clean up a lot of the casting crap in the block with a die grinder prior to sending it to the machine shop.
Right now I'm pricing out my new rotating assembly, and starting to think about my strategy for the machining. I suspect that after I get the block torn down I'll have to bring it to the machine shop in order to see what amount of overbore we'll need. Once we figure that out, I can order my rotating assembly. Once that comes in the machine shop should be able to do the overbore. I'm going to need to talk to the machine shop to get an estimate on the cost of the machine work. Since that cost is going to hit me at the same time as the rotating assembly, I'm going to need to be sure that I can afford it! That rotating assembly isn't going to be cheap. :(
Saturday, December 19, 2009
Wednesday, December 16, 2009
An ever so slight amount of progress
Not much going on with the motor right now, but I've managed to nake some progress. My clutch master cylinder finally arrived, and I managed to buy an f-body oil pan. I also cleaned up a lot of the truck parts like the heads, oil pan, etc.
After Christmas I hope to pull apart the short block, then start talking to the machine shop about the rebuild.
After Christmas I hope to pull apart the short block, then start talking to the machine shop about the rebuild.
Tuesday, November 24, 2009
Intake Manifold arrived
Last night the intake manifold that I bought arrived. I bought this used from an individual who owns a brand new 2010 Camaro that he upgraded. The intake has 400 miles on it, and as expected, looks brand new. After my motor & clutch nonsense, this was a breath of fresh air. I got a great deal, and it came very well packaged, and looked perfect as promised.
on with the pics.
As it was after unwrapping it:
on it's back:
fuel rails removed:
Insulation piece removed:
Additional parts that came with it:
I need to verify what the additional parts are. One appears to be the vacuum line that would go to the master cylinder. Another is a fuel line, though I can't see how it attaches to the rail. The third is a mystery, though I suspect that it's a vacuum line or a PCV line. It's unlikely that I'll use any of them anyway, but for now I want to know what they are.
One neat thing is that this manifold has the plastic piece with the foam insulation that covers the actual runners. If I keep the stock fuel rails, it might work well to paint just this piece in order to enhance the appearance. Originally I'd planned to paint the whole intake, and I still may, but this will be a good way to decide if I like that look or not.
on with the pics.
As it was after unwrapping it:
on it's back:
fuel rails removed:
Insulation piece removed:
Additional parts that came with it:
I need to verify what the additional parts are. One appears to be the vacuum line that would go to the master cylinder. Another is a fuel line, though I can't see how it attaches to the rail. The third is a mystery, though I suspect that it's a vacuum line or a PCV line. It's unlikely that I'll use any of them anyway, but for now I want to know what they are.
One neat thing is that this manifold has the plastic piece with the foam insulation that covers the actual runners. If I keep the stock fuel rails, it might work well to paint just this piece in order to enhance the appearance. Originally I'd planned to paint the whole intake, and I still may, but this will be a good way to decide if I like that look or not.
Friday, November 20, 2009
More good news!
The used clutch I bought (yeah, I know...) came in yesterday.
It's trashed. Fortunately the seller has been great so far and is supposed to refund me right away.
Pressure plate:
Clutch:
backside of flywheel. How hot do you think it got to turn purple on the BACK side?
Buying used stuff is awesome!
It's trashed. Fortunately the seller has been great so far and is supposed to refund me right away.
Pressure plate:
Clutch:
backside of flywheel. How hot do you think it got to turn purple on the BACK side?
Buying used stuff is awesome!
Wednesday, November 18, 2009
Well that bubble burst in a hurry...
Today I finally got around to running a carfax report on the VIN that was on the tag that my new motor came from.
It turns out that the vehicle had 130,000 miles on it when the salvage title was issued, not 62,000 like the salvage yard indicated. Awesome! My motor has over twice the miles I thought it had.
On the other hand, there's an extensive service history showing that most work was done at the dealer, which means that it spent it's live soaked in Mobil 1 synthetic oil. Visibly, the motor is in excellent condition, so maybe I'm getting worked up over nothing, but now I have to at least crack the main caps and connecting rods to see what the crank journals and bearings look like. :(
Another oddity is that the carfax shows that the milage jumped from 43,000 to 93,000 miles in a 14 month period. Holy frig! I guess one bright side is that most of the miles are apparently highway miles.
I guess it's time to start pricing stroker kits.
It turns out that the vehicle had 130,000 miles on it when the salvage title was issued, not 62,000 like the salvage yard indicated. Awesome! My motor has over twice the miles I thought it had.
On the other hand, there's an extensive service history showing that most work was done at the dealer, which means that it spent it's live soaked in Mobil 1 synthetic oil. Visibly, the motor is in excellent condition, so maybe I'm getting worked up over nothing, but now I have to at least crack the main caps and connecting rods to see what the crank journals and bearings look like. :(
Another oddity is that the carfax shows that the milage jumped from 43,000 to 93,000 miles in a 14 month period. Holy frig! I guess one bright side is that most of the miles are apparently highway miles.
I guess it's time to start pricing stroker kits.
Motor Tear Down has started!
My good buddy Lance and his wife Phaedra came out to visit on the weekend before last. I always enjoy the time I get to spend with Lance because he's one of my only friends that's a fellow gearhead. I have a couple friends that are into cars, but not into turning wrenches. Having a friend to turn wrenches with is one of the most enjoyable experiences I have outside of my family, so having the rare opportunity to actually do it is something that I really look forward to. This opportunity did not disappoint.
Lance and I spent most of Saturday tearing the motor down. I'd left it untouched until he got here so that we could start from the beginning.
First order of business was to start pulling the wiring harness off. We labeled most of the connections as we unplugged the connectors, and unbolted various connections holding the harness in place. We then removed the coil packs from the valve covers. This was the result:
We then pulled the intake manifold off:
Here's a glory shot of it next to it's new home:
Next we popped off the valve covers and the lifter valley cover. The valvetrain looks outstanding. Everything was nice and clean under the valve covers:
Off came the heads. You can't see it in the pic, but the cylinder walls all look outstanding, with a nice cross-hatch pattern still clearly visible.
That's where Lance and I stopped. I had hoped to continue by pulling off the oil pan, but we ran out of time.
One issue that I ran into later on was trying to get the pulley/damper off the crank. None of my pullers were adequate for this job. Over this past weekend I borrowed a puller from Advance Auto and was able to get it off with only a mild amount of drama. If I ever get time to work on it again, I'll pull off the oil pan, and then pull off the timing chain cover, pull of the timing chain & gears and pull the cam out. That'll basically be the end of my motor work until I get all of my new parts so that I can re-assemble.
Speaking of parts, I've been buying up stuff as the deals come up. I've purchased most of the parts that I need for the transmission swap (minus the transmission itself) along with some of the new accessories that I need for the swap (water pump, power steering pump, alternator, etc). Just yesterday I finally landed a deal on an intake manifold, fuel rails & injectors off of a 400 mile 2010 Camaro SS.
The last big items that I need to buy for the motor is the cylinder heads, camshaft, and f-body oil pan. Once I've got that stuff bought, I'll be able to start putting the motor back together. Ideally I'd like to have the motor together sometime over the winter, and then sell the Corvette as soon as possible in the spring so that I'll have the money to buy the rest of what I need to do the installation. I'd like to have the new drivetrain running by the end of the summer so that I can get it tuned and use it a bit before next winter.
Whether or not that actually happens remains to be seen. :)
Lance and I spent most of Saturday tearing the motor down. I'd left it untouched until he got here so that we could start from the beginning.
First order of business was to start pulling the wiring harness off. We labeled most of the connections as we unplugged the connectors, and unbolted various connections holding the harness in place. We then removed the coil packs from the valve covers. This was the result:
We then pulled the intake manifold off:
Here's a glory shot of it next to it's new home:
Next we popped off the valve covers and the lifter valley cover. The valvetrain looks outstanding. Everything was nice and clean under the valve covers:
Off came the heads. You can't see it in the pic, but the cylinder walls all look outstanding, with a nice cross-hatch pattern still clearly visible.
That's where Lance and I stopped. I had hoped to continue by pulling off the oil pan, but we ran out of time.
One issue that I ran into later on was trying to get the pulley/damper off the crank. None of my pullers were adequate for this job. Over this past weekend I borrowed a puller from Advance Auto and was able to get it off with only a mild amount of drama. If I ever get time to work on it again, I'll pull off the oil pan, and then pull off the timing chain cover, pull of the timing chain & gears and pull the cam out. That'll basically be the end of my motor work until I get all of my new parts so that I can re-assemble.
Speaking of parts, I've been buying up stuff as the deals come up. I've purchased most of the parts that I need for the transmission swap (minus the transmission itself) along with some of the new accessories that I need for the swap (water pump, power steering pump, alternator, etc). Just yesterday I finally landed a deal on an intake manifold, fuel rails & injectors off of a 400 mile 2010 Camaro SS.
The last big items that I need to buy for the motor is the cylinder heads, camshaft, and f-body oil pan. Once I've got that stuff bought, I'll be able to start putting the motor back together. Ideally I'd like to have the motor together sometime over the winter, and then sell the Corvette as soon as possible in the spring so that I'll have the money to buy the rest of what I need to do the installation. I'd like to have the new drivetrain running by the end of the summer so that I can get it tuned and use it a bit before next winter.
Whether or not that actually happens remains to be seen. :)
Thursday, October 15, 2009
And finally it begins!
Well, here we are. After a number of years of dreaming about it, I've finally begun the process of replacing the motor in the IROC. The one that's in there really hasn't lived up to my expectations, and has never been quite right. I could get it "right" but ultimately it's still not going to perform at the level that I'd like it to, so it's time to replace it. Fortunately, it should find a great home under the hood of my GTA, and will get some upgrades in the process.
I've decided to use this blog to track my progress, though a number of these posts will probably be repeated on some message forums. I realize that very few people who read my blog (does anybody even come here anymore?) give a shit about my motor, but this is the best place for me to keep track of my progress.
So... on with the progress.
On Tuesday I finally received my motor. That fiasco is a story unto itself, but I'm not going to bother. The motor is a 62k mile LQ9 from a 2003 Cadillac Escalade. I paid $1,000 for the motor including the complete wiring harness, computer and starter. The motor itself is complete from intake to oil pan, except for the accessories (a/c compressor, power steering pump, & alternator).
Last night I pulled the flexplate off the back of the motor, then mounted the motor to my engine stand. I expect that will be about all I manage to accomplish for a while. I need to finish up my workshop and finish the baby's room, and I've also got a pair of speakers that I hope to build before I take on this project. And of course, I've got to deal with a snowblower that doesn't run, and get the sleds ready for winter.
Looks like it might be a while before I update this again.
I've decided to use this blog to track my progress, though a number of these posts will probably be repeated on some message forums. I realize that very few people who read my blog (does anybody even come here anymore?) give a shit about my motor, but this is the best place for me to keep track of my progress.
So... on with the progress.
On Tuesday I finally received my motor. That fiasco is a story unto itself, but I'm not going to bother. The motor is a 62k mile LQ9 from a 2003 Cadillac Escalade. I paid $1,000 for the motor including the complete wiring harness, computer and starter. The motor itself is complete from intake to oil pan, except for the accessories (a/c compressor, power steering pump, & alternator).
Last night I pulled the flexplate off the back of the motor, then mounted the motor to my engine stand. I expect that will be about all I manage to accomplish for a while. I need to finish up my workshop and finish the baby's room, and I've also got a pair of speakers that I hope to build before I take on this project. And of course, I've got to deal with a snowblower that doesn't run, and get the sleds ready for winter.
Looks like it might be a while before I update this again.
Tuesday, September 1, 2009
An interesting new twist on an old favorite childhood game
I've decided to celebrate my new-found disdain for my job by concurrently chugging 3 24 ounce bottles of mountain dew as fast as possible, and running around the office belching as loudly as possible in an impromptu game of Duck-Duck-Goose where the "goose" will be represented by the person whose cube I ultimately wind up vomiting in.
Thursday, May 21, 2009
Last night I discovered my guitar's true value.
Yesterday was a shitty day. I'm not at all happy with how things are going at work in my new department, and yesterday I got a bunch of long-term shit work dumped into my lap. Even though I tried to roll with the flow, I could tell that it wasn't working. When I get stressed, I can feel my heart rate increase and my heart feels like it's pumping itself out of my chest. I usually get fatigued and sometimes light-headed when I get like that. I was like that for most of the day, and things didn't get better on my ride home.
After I got home, I got the cats fed and went upstairs right to the guitar. I decided a couple days ago that I was going to start learning to play Hotel California. Anybody who knows me knows that I'm fanatical about that song, and I've finally decided that I've progressed to the point where I can start learning it. As tired and stressed as I was, as soon as I started practicing the guitar, I started to feel better. Playing the guitar, especially when I'm learning something new, requires an intense focus and concentration on my part, and because of that, all of my worries of the day disappear as soon as I start. I played for a while and was satisfied with my progress. Best of all, I'm in the beginning stages of being able to play my favorite song.
Today I've only been at work an hour, and my heart rate is already going bullshit. Good thing I have my guitar at home. Now I just have to hope for time to play it.
After I got home, I got the cats fed and went upstairs right to the guitar. I decided a couple days ago that I was going to start learning to play Hotel California. Anybody who knows me knows that I'm fanatical about that song, and I've finally decided that I've progressed to the point where I can start learning it. As tired and stressed as I was, as soon as I started practicing the guitar, I started to feel better. Playing the guitar, especially when I'm learning something new, requires an intense focus and concentration on my part, and because of that, all of my worries of the day disappear as soon as I start. I played for a while and was satisfied with my progress. Best of all, I'm in the beginning stages of being able to play my favorite song.
Today I've only been at work an hour, and my heart rate is already going bullshit. Good thing I have my guitar at home. Now I just have to hope for time to play it.
Monday, April 20, 2009
Sinus headaches vs. Meth Labs
Wow... you're all shocked and amazed... Jim's actually updating his blog again. So... what is it that finally pissed me off enough to blow the dust off my blog page?
A freaking sinus headache, that's what.
I get sinus headaches fairly regularly, and it doesn't seem to take much for them to occur. If it's too dry in my bedroom, I get them. If I oversleep I get them. If I get drunk the night before... oh man, I REALLY get them. This is why I rarely drink excessively anymore. The pounding headaches leave enough of an impression that it really takes the fun out of getting sloshed.
Lately, I've had a lot of sinus headaches... almost daily for the last few weeks. I think it's due to the change of weather that we go through every spring, and since this spring has been a lot drier than normal, I think it's making my headaches worse.
So... to help deal with these sinus headaches, I take Pseudophedrine. This is the crap that's in Sudafed and other sinus/cold medications. This is also the same stuff that meth head idiots buy to turn into methamphetamine. We've all seen the pictures on the 'net of meth heads who went from normal looking folks to a total trainwreck within a year, and we've all seen tv shows where some moron with a meth lab wound up blowing up half of a city block. Nasty stuff.
The primary source of my anger is that, like with most things, rather than produce legislation and laws that effectively target the illegal activities and those who perform them, our spineless no-nut do-nothing politicians have discovered that it's easier to simply make it harder for people to get the materials/resources necessary for the law breakers to do their thing. This is why it's so hard for a law abiding citizen to legally buy a gun, and it's why it took me a fucking half hour to buy a fucking box of Sudafed yesterday!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Now, keep in mind that I've actually been trying to buy a box for over a week, but Wal Mart keeps the shit under lock and key in their pharmacy, which of course isn't open when I shop there on Sunday evenings. So yesterday, I stopped at CVS for some. I brought my little fake empty box of Sudafed to the front counter as instructed. I pulled out my driver's license and gave it to the clerk, as instructed. The problem was that Vermont still issues non-photo licenses unless you renew in person at the registry, so the licence I gave her was an old license. Nevermind that it's still me, it's still the same license number, and it's still got my fricking DOB clearly posted on it. So after she gets a manager involved, I whip out license number 2, this one being the valid one without a picture. The manager pumps the keyboard like a certain horny cocker spaniel likes to pump my leg (you know who you are). Eventually Mr Fingers finishes his amazingly complicated orchestration of keyboard theatrics and it's up to me to particpate in the frenzy through the display panel of the credit card reader. I see a line and a bunch of buttons, including "Disagree" and "agree". I push the agree button and the screen disappears. Apparently I was supposed to sign on that line before hitting the "agree" button, because the whole fucking transaction just voided itself and our fearless CVS manager now had to start the whole process all over again.
Eventually I was able to finish paying for my 2 boxes of CVS-branded Nasal Decongestant. After I finished paying, the clerk slid the two boxes and the receipt toward me. At this point I screamed something about a bag and almost made this poor chick cry, but that didn't stop her from pissing me off 1 last time by putting my boxes of Crystal Meth ingredients into a bag so fucking small that it reminded me of all those fat Canadians in Speedos that I used to see on the beach in Maine.
So, now, here are some interesting facts that I dug up on Meth and its production and the restrictions imposed on Pseudophedrine and Epedrine.
1. As of 2007, drug and lab seizure data suggests that approximately 80 percent of the methamphetamine used in the United States originates from larger laboratories operated by Mexican-based syndicates on both sides of the border, and that approximately 20 percent comes from small toxic labs (STLs) in the United States.
This means that my inability to buy a simple over the counter box of cold medicine has become a never-ending cluster fuck simply because the government thinks that a slight reduction in the number of meth labs that only account for 20% of the fricking stuff in the first place is worth putting millions of honest, law abiding cold & sinus headache sufferers at a fairly ridiculous inconvenience all so that some moron in Alabama doesn't blow up the Shasta RV sitting in the back of some redneck's corn field.
2. The National Drug Threat Assessment 2006, produced by the Department of Justice, found "decreased domestic methamphetamine production in both small and large-scale laboratories", but also that "decreases in domestic methamphetamine production have been offset by increased production in Mexico." They concluded that "methamphetamine availability is not likely to decline in the near term."
So, for all of this bullshit, Mexico just picks up the slack, making the product just as readily available. Plus, let's face it, at least when Americans are making the meth, the money stays in the US economy instead of going to Mexico.
Info on the purchase of Pseudophedrine:
The House passed the Combat Methamphetamine Epidemic Act of 2005 ("CMEA") as an amendment to the renewal of the Patriot Act. Signed into law by president George W. Bush on March 6, 2006, the act amended Title 21 of the United States Code (21 USC 830) concerning the sale of pseudoephedrine-containing products. The Federal statute included the following requirements for merchants ("regulated seller") who sell these products (pseudoephedrine is defined as a "scheduled listed chemical product under 21 U.S.C. § 802(45(A)):
-- A retrievable record of all purchases identifying the name and address of each party to be kept for two years.
-- Required verification of proof of identity of all purchasers
-- Required protection and disclosure methods in the collection of personal information
-- Reports to the Attorney General of any suspicious payments or disappearances of the regulated products
-- Required training of employees with regard to the requirements of the CMEA; Retailer must self-certify as to training and compliance
-- Non-liquid dose form of regulated product may only be sold in unit dose blister packs
-- Regulated products are to be stored behind the counter or in a locked cabinet in such a way as to restrict public access
-- Daily sales of regulated products not to exceed 3.6 grams without regard to the number of transactions
-- 30 day (not monthly) sales limit not to exceed 7.5 grams if sold by mail-order or "mobile retail vendor"
-- 30 day purchase limit not to exceed 9 grams of pseudoephedrine base in regulated products (misdemeanor possession offense under 21 U.S.C. § 844a for the individual who buys it)
So, as part of the PATRIOT ACT, I can't buy my fucking sudafed without the government keeping tabs on my purchases for a period of 2 years. The government knows how much I bought it, when I bought it, where I bought it and whether or not it gave me an erection.
So in other words, buying my cold medicine gave me a bigger fucking headache than the one I bought the cold medicine to fix.
A freaking sinus headache, that's what.
I get sinus headaches fairly regularly, and it doesn't seem to take much for them to occur. If it's too dry in my bedroom, I get them. If I oversleep I get them. If I get drunk the night before... oh man, I REALLY get them. This is why I rarely drink excessively anymore. The pounding headaches leave enough of an impression that it really takes the fun out of getting sloshed.
Lately, I've had a lot of sinus headaches... almost daily for the last few weeks. I think it's due to the change of weather that we go through every spring, and since this spring has been a lot drier than normal, I think it's making my headaches worse.
So... to help deal with these sinus headaches, I take Pseudophedrine. This is the crap that's in Sudafed and other sinus/cold medications. This is also the same stuff that meth head idiots buy to turn into methamphetamine. We've all seen the pictures on the 'net of meth heads who went from normal looking folks to a total trainwreck within a year, and we've all seen tv shows where some moron with a meth lab wound up blowing up half of a city block. Nasty stuff.
The primary source of my anger is that, like with most things, rather than produce legislation and laws that effectively target the illegal activities and those who perform them, our spineless no-nut do-nothing politicians have discovered that it's easier to simply make it harder for people to get the materials/resources necessary for the law breakers to do their thing. This is why it's so hard for a law abiding citizen to legally buy a gun, and it's why it took me a fucking half hour to buy a fucking box of Sudafed yesterday!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Now, keep in mind that I've actually been trying to buy a box for over a week, but Wal Mart keeps the shit under lock and key in their pharmacy, which of course isn't open when I shop there on Sunday evenings. So yesterday, I stopped at CVS for some. I brought my little fake empty box of Sudafed to the front counter as instructed. I pulled out my driver's license and gave it to the clerk, as instructed. The problem was that Vermont still issues non-photo licenses unless you renew in person at the registry, so the licence I gave her was an old license. Nevermind that it's still me, it's still the same license number, and it's still got my fricking DOB clearly posted on it. So after she gets a manager involved, I whip out license number 2, this one being the valid one without a picture. The manager pumps the keyboard like a certain horny cocker spaniel likes to pump my leg (you know who you are). Eventually Mr Fingers finishes his amazingly complicated orchestration of keyboard theatrics and it's up to me to particpate in the frenzy through the display panel of the credit card reader. I see a line and a bunch of buttons, including "Disagree" and "agree". I push the agree button and the screen disappears. Apparently I was supposed to sign on that line before hitting the "agree" button, because the whole fucking transaction just voided itself and our fearless CVS manager now had to start the whole process all over again.
Eventually I was able to finish paying for my 2 boxes of CVS-branded Nasal Decongestant. After I finished paying, the clerk slid the two boxes and the receipt toward me. At this point I screamed something about a bag and almost made this poor chick cry, but that didn't stop her from pissing me off 1 last time by putting my boxes of Crystal Meth ingredients into a bag so fucking small that it reminded me of all those fat Canadians in Speedos that I used to see on the beach in Maine.
So, now, here are some interesting facts that I dug up on Meth and its production and the restrictions imposed on Pseudophedrine and Epedrine.
1. As of 2007, drug and lab seizure data suggests that approximately 80 percent of the methamphetamine used in the United States originates from larger laboratories operated by Mexican-based syndicates on both sides of the border, and that approximately 20 percent comes from small toxic labs (STLs) in the United States.
This means that my inability to buy a simple over the counter box of cold medicine has become a never-ending cluster fuck simply because the government thinks that a slight reduction in the number of meth labs that only account for 20% of the fricking stuff in the first place is worth putting millions of honest, law abiding cold & sinus headache sufferers at a fairly ridiculous inconvenience all so that some moron in Alabama doesn't blow up the Shasta RV sitting in the back of some redneck's corn field.
2. The National Drug Threat Assessment 2006, produced by the Department of Justice, found "decreased domestic methamphetamine production in both small and large-scale laboratories", but also that "decreases in domestic methamphetamine production have been offset by increased production in Mexico." They concluded that "methamphetamine availability is not likely to decline in the near term."
So, for all of this bullshit, Mexico just picks up the slack, making the product just as readily available. Plus, let's face it, at least when Americans are making the meth, the money stays in the US economy instead of going to Mexico.
Info on the purchase of Pseudophedrine:
The House passed the Combat Methamphetamine Epidemic Act of 2005 ("CMEA") as an amendment to the renewal of the Patriot Act. Signed into law by president George W. Bush on March 6, 2006, the act amended Title 21 of the United States Code (21 USC 830) concerning the sale of pseudoephedrine-containing products. The Federal statute included the following requirements for merchants ("regulated seller") who sell these products (pseudoephedrine is defined as a "scheduled listed chemical product under 21 U.S.C. § 802(45(A)):
-- A retrievable record of all purchases identifying the name and address of each party to be kept for two years.
-- Required verification of proof of identity of all purchasers
-- Required protection and disclosure methods in the collection of personal information
-- Reports to the Attorney General of any suspicious payments or disappearances of the regulated products
-- Required training of employees with regard to the requirements of the CMEA; Retailer must self-certify as to training and compliance
-- Non-liquid dose form of regulated product may only be sold in unit dose blister packs
-- Regulated products are to be stored behind the counter or in a locked cabinet in such a way as to restrict public access
-- Daily sales of regulated products not to exceed 3.6 grams without regard to the number of transactions
-- 30 day (not monthly) sales limit not to exceed 7.5 grams if sold by mail-order or "mobile retail vendor"
-- 30 day purchase limit not to exceed 9 grams of pseudoephedrine base in regulated products (misdemeanor possession offense under 21 U.S.C. § 844a for the individual who buys it)
So, as part of the PATRIOT ACT, I can't buy my fucking sudafed without the government keeping tabs on my purchases for a period of 2 years. The government knows how much I bought it, when I bought it, where I bought it and whether or not it gave me an erection.
So in other words, buying my cold medicine gave me a bigger fucking headache than the one I bought the cold medicine to fix.
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