NEWS BLOT: New Standards Of Conduct

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Grandpa

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Mar 2, 2014
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I wouldn't say I'm not coordinated with tools, but it's only to be polite to myself.

I'm told off and on that I'm a patient guy, but it's only by people who haven't seen me on a home improvement project. I think I've narrowed down the problem. I just want a straight line from beginning to end.

But when you're installing a new faucet, or putting down flooring, or fixing an engine, there's not a straight line. There's not. There's inexact measurements, rusted bolts, missing pieces, improperly placed attachments. To the person who loves the DIY thing, they're challenges to work through and overcome. It proves mastery. To the person who just wants to get the accursed project done, they are spike-studded roadblocks of the day that suck meaningful life out of you.

I finally subscribed to the theory, I think I read from Dave Barry, that for jaspers like me, DIY projects cost three times as much as hiring them out. Because first you buy the stuff, then you spend days of your life that you'll never get back doing it wrong, then you've got to hire someone to tear out the offending attempt, repair the things that you didn't realize you were damaging, and do the project right.
 

DiO'Bolic

Not completely obtuse
Nov 14, 2013
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Poconos, PA
I started small, with the flower bed.....it looked pretty good, so I figured I was ready to tackle some of the steeper areas of the yard.
I put on my safety goggles, and headed for the front of the house, and apparently the inevitable doom that awaited.....

So I started at the top of the bank, with my back facing toward the slope......why I thought it was a good idea to work backwards, is beyond anyone's perspective.... but I was happily moving along, and thinking wow, I'm getting pretty good at this.....
Well, for some reason, I'm not the most coordinated person in the world, and I stepped backward at the same time I was swinging the weed eater in the opposite direction.....I slipped on a rock....yeah, that's it....a rock....and somehow did some kind of weird somersault, landing on my butt and sliding down to the road on my back.....all the while still holding the weed eater up in the air, and yelling in an unknown tongue.

My brother came down to where I was now laying in the street, asked me if I was alright....and took the weed eater from me.....never to be seen again.
LOL. Next time you use power tools, someone’s got to video it. I can picture you going down the hill, weedeater in hand, with those cutting lines still blazing away. And you landed in the street? Never thought of weed whacking as a life threatening experience. :)
 

DiO'Bolic

Not completely obtuse
Nov 14, 2013
22,864
129,998
Poconos, PA
Both of those stories will have to be told another day.....I've gotta go to work.

Does anyone else see the irony in the fact that such a danger prone, clumsy person is allowed to work with very sharp objects?
If you clip the ear, is the cut free? (and do people find it odd that you put goggles on before starting the cut?) :)
 

Spideyman

Uber Member
Jul 10, 2006
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Just north of Duma Key
I started small, with the flower bed.....it looked pretty good, so I figured I was ready to tackle some of the steeper areas of the yard.
I put on my safety goggles, and headed for the front of the house, and apparently the inevitable doom that awaited.....

So I started at the top of the bank, with my back facing toward the slope......why I thought it was a good idea to work backwards, is beyond anyone's perspective.... but I was happily moving along, and thinking wow, I'm getting pretty good at this.....
Well, for some reason, I'm not the most coordinated person in the world, and I stepped backward at the same time I was swinging the weed eater in the opposite direction.....I slipped on a rock....yeah, that's it....a rock....and somehow did some kind of weird somersault, landing on my butt and sliding down to the road on my back.....all the while still holding the weed eater up in the air, and yelling in an unknown tongue.

My brother came down to where I was now laying in the street, asked me if I was alright....and took the weed eater from me.....never to be seen again.
Oh Sunny, you have no idea how much I needed that story this morning. ( still no net and this 3G is iffy) Whackers are dangerous, but that picture was priceless. Thankful you are OK. Find a family member or teen to finish up the job. Love and green lights!!
 

Dana Jean

Dirty Pirate Hooker, The Return
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Apr 11, 2006
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The High Seas
I started small, with the flower bed.....it looked pretty good, so I figured I was ready to tackle some of the steeper areas of the yard.
I put on my safety goggles, and headed for the front of the house, and apparently the inevitable doom that awaited.....

So I started at the top of the bank, with my back facing toward the slope......why I thought it was a good idea to work backwards, is beyond anyone's perspective.... but I was happily moving along, and thinking wow, I'm getting pretty good at this.....
Well, for some reason, I'm not the most coordinated person in the world, and I stepped backward at the same time I was swinging the weed eater in the opposite direction.....I slipped on a rock....yeah, that's it....a rock....and somehow did some kind of weird somersault, landing on my butt and sliding down to the road on my back.....all the while still holding the weed eater up in the air, and yelling in an unknown tongue.

My brother came down to where I was now laying in the street, asked me if I was alright....and took the weed eater from me.....never to be seen again.
THis is what I pictured: Only replace the gun with a weedwhacker.