EFI manifolds acquired today. Took long enough. They're painted. A little pitted, the mating surfaces aren't totally smooth, but they'll do just fine. Nothing a good gasket can't fix.

The timeline, for those who like drama:

Mon, 20 NOV. UPS attempts delivery at my apartment. I'm at work. Call UPS, have redirected to rental office.
Tue, 21 NOV. Rental office refuses to sign for package. (!)
Wed, 22 NOV. Call early in morning, have package redirected to apartment. I'm home all day. Redelivery attempted at Rental Office. (!) Call UPS in evening, very helpful service rep named Chris Hodgins calms irate customer and arranges for package to be held at depot in Chantilly (10 mi away).
Thu, 23 NOV. Thanksgiving!
Sat, 25 NOV. Weekend!
Mon, 27 NOV. Drive to Chantilly. Package is already on the truck. Irate customer calls UPS. Apolagetic, but unsympathetic and untrusting service rep tells me I never called on Wedesday (and never talked to someone named Chris Hodgins). (F!!!!!) I roar off to work in my unmuffled F100.
Mon, 27 NOV, 6PM. I hear the diesel klatter of the UPS truck over my TV. I throw on shoes, untied, grab my ID and keys, and BLAST out of the building around the complex. I find the truck at the far end, near the main road, backing up to another truck. They start tossing packages between them, emptying one truck. I ask if they've got anything for my address. After a few minutes, nope, they don't. I wait around anyway, and tie my shoes on the bumper of an S-10 (they're good for something, right?). Eventually, I'm cold and they're ready to leave. They've got nothing again, but say I can go to Chantilly. I explain additionaly that it was scheduled to go to the rental office one day, with a different address. They guy dissapears for a second. "Whats your last name again?" xxxxxx, I say. "You got any ID on you?" "Yes sir, I sure do". Beep-beep-beep, I sign for it, and run trot back to my apartment with the package over my shoulder and open another beer.

And I don't have to miss Prison Break to drive to Chantilly in rush hour. Happy happy joy joy!