Jazz drumming for me. A wise choice, made when I was 12 years old. No spit valve to worry about; just keeping the beer cold and an extra pair of sticks is within the standard of care for my aging bodd..
I can understand how this might all seem like a problem to those unfamiliar with the ways of the garage. Though they may not understand, we can all assure them that the garage time, as described herein, is perfectly serving its true intention. Everything is as it should be.
That was great fun, Sam. I am aware, of course, that I booted up here to send some frightfully overdue email responses. But first, Mr. Sam. Always. @thatsamsmith is a delicate, middle-aged fellow with dangerously enervated self-regard; he must be boosted! Sacrifices must be made. The emails will wait.
Ain't it amazin', though... I could swear I stacked that group of used washers up, the other day... Sitting on that beat-up stool the wife found...that I thought I didn't want (Cool... she actually got me something I can use IN THE SHOP!) Oil spots... yeah, I thought I'd better put that pan of old anti-freeze MORE out of the way, but it's just easier to kick it....and get my pants wet...'sides, the ants like it and they get rid of it (themselves too). Yep... sometimes on a windy night, I just love to sit in there, listen to the wind rattle the sliding doors, and remember sittin' in my Uncle's "machine shed" (shop), that Eau d'cologne of brake fluid, old gas, diff oil, baler twine, and that warm scent of the air compressor.... yep... doesn't get much better.
Hey Mr. Smith, I don't want to see you running against me for president of the Procrastinator Society which I am going to be next year or the year after. But it sounds like you could succeed me some time down the road. Our problem basically is that anything that needs to be done requires something else being done first which requires etc., etc.
As I read I kept thinking: "Yes, yes, yes, BUT... When you first walked into the garage, could you remember what you came in there for?" (What's really sad is when you have to ask yourself that question and you're in the bathroom...)
I can relate! I'm always buying a part I know I'm going to need soon (nothing critical... most of the time), then stashing it in the shop. I have a shop 15 minutes away on my brother's farm, and I don't get over there enough! So two months after stashing said part, I FINALLY have a free day! Perfect day to go do that bit of work on the hobby car. Get over there, spend an hour or more trying to find said part, and end up spending half the day going to get another, or ordering another. Not a lot of 63 Rambler parts in the stores these days, though mine is a resto-mod with some newer parts... late 80s and early 90s... some of which are usually not in stock but available in a day or two... So can't get that work done! Naturally I run across the originally purchased part once the new one has arrived, sat 2-3 weeks in it's stashed space, and I finally get a day to go put it on. Usually lay my hand right on it within minutes (ok, sometimes hours, days, or weeks) of installing the most recently bought one! Naturally it's been six months or more, can't return the first one... and probably won't remember where it was stashed if I need another... but I just KNOW I have a spare in here somewhere!!
I think 'I need Brakleen' once - then for the next five trips to the parts store, I keep buying Brakleen even though what I needed the second time was penetrating oil - then I remember 'I need penetrating oil'.....
i can relate. did you mention how much fun we have during shop time? you forgot to mention all the time we waste/spend looking for that item which you know you have, and it is always RIGHT THERE, always, but now it isn't, but then you find stuff you lost previously or forgot you had..... plus, up here we call it "beer oclock" and it has no set time range