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I'm sitting here.....I'm tired, way worn out and my knees hurt from miles of walking and thousand of feet of stairs in the mill the past two days, and I'm just a moment short of a nap (I don't usually take naps) and nearly delerious from fatigue and I promise I won't pollute BangShift for the next few hours with more stuff, but..
I'm watching Superman, my neighbor across the street. The guy who had hip replacement surgery and was up on his roof doing stuff two weeks later...
He can't stop. Ever. He has to be doing something. He has the Karate Kid rag on his forehead, out there running a weed eater. Like anybody else in the world, he's beating the thing on the ground trying to make it feed string.
Weed eater. The most aggravating best-worst invention ever. An amazing tool that is so good at what it's designed to do, that it's almost worth the effort to keep it going. Almost. And let me tell ya, don't you EVER hit a fresh dog turd with one. No, don't do that.
I'm watching Superman, my neighbor across the street. The guy who had hip replacement surgery and was up on his roof doing stuff two weeks later...
He can't stop. Ever. He has to be doing something. He has the Karate Kid rag on his forehead, out there running a weed eater. Like anybody else in the world, he's beating the thing on the ground trying to make it feed string.
Weed eater. The most aggravating best-worst invention ever. An amazing tool that is so good at what it's designed to do, that it's almost worth the effort to keep it going. Almost. And let me tell ya, don't you EVER hit a fresh dog turd with one. No, don't do that.