My blogging efforts have been substandard at best and inconsistent to boot, and for this I am not sorry. Summer's near arrival has me spending most of my days out of doors and away from my computer and quite frankly, is becoming a bit addictive. I remind myself that there are worse things to be addicted to and so will get on with this post so I can leave the building.
Duct Tape is fast becoming my favorite repair tool. After learning that my dad safely arrived back in Ola, Idaho last week from his cross country excursion in the '89 Pontiac Grand Prix that was literally held together with the stuff, I have new found respect for the material. It was invented the same year Walter was born and may be one of the reasons why he is so fond of the polyethylene's powerful magic.
Things repaired in the past week include a back pack, door hinge, camp chair, book cover, shoe, and leaking tire valve. I'm thinking that there are some architectural issues with our back porch that could probably be fixed with Panzerband but that is a project for another day.
Maybe BP should consider using the stuff to fix the well that continues to spew oil into the Gulf of Mexico. It would take a few rolls to do the job, but it just might be worth a try.
As always, I hope you are able to enjoy this day and funk things up just enough to spread a little more joy and love in the world.
Friday, June 4, 2010
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