Well, Jimbro apparently is busy and he asked me yesterday if I could fill in today, and he SPECIFICALLY asked me to do a Tool post (I swear), and I figured … “What the heck? What do I have going on?” Then Pat ended up in the hospital. But I put my priorities in order, pulled up my big-cis-girl gender-conforming panties, and got to business.
What *is* Tool? I mean, besides an alt- prog-art-post metal band? This, according to Maynard:
“Tool is exactly what it sounds like: It’s a big dick. It’s a wrench. … we are … your tool; use us as a catalyst in your process of finding out whatever it is you need to find out, or whatever it is you’re trying to achieve.”
Although not their first album, their popularity started with this song:
Scott and LauraW continue their vacation. Beasn continues the home improvement project from hell.
After five years out I’ve started to get recruitment letters asking me if I want to apply for a commission in the Army Reserve. They must be truly desperate for people.
Leon is busy denouncing the moral degredation of today’s youth. Car in, meanwhile, has had enough of your shit. Perhaps she shouldn’t have sent Ethan to Jimbro to get his surgery. MJ’s busy trying to keep the spice in his marriage.
This pretty much sums up how I feel most days. But then I realize that I have you assholes as my fake internet friends, and everything is going to be alright.
Ok fine, I made that last one up but the rest are 100% real stories that were covered wall to wall by the very serious gossip columnists we pretend are reporters and journalists. And you trogdilytestrogdelitestrogderplites losers decided to make the funneh about foreskin.
I got the CO2 sub-unit, the pressure-washer gun upgrades, and the initial hole in the tank done. Hole needs to be widened and threaded, and the torch barrel needs to be carefully removed, heated, bent, and reattached. Hoping to get the hole sorted out later today after I have a bigger, more powerful drill. I’ll have to meticulously clean the tank of aluminum dust and shavings at that point, so I won’t be rushing.
Things just keep conspiring to slow me down on this thing. Should have built it last June when I had plenty of time on my hands, but of course I didn’t know yet how much I needed it in my life. I did get a chance to re-read the book yesterday, so I feel really, really ready to just build the darn thing. I just need a block of time at the right time of day (4-5 hours, preferably starting between 8am and 11am), and that’s darned hard to come by anymore. I’m running out of time, too. I don’t want to do this when the ground is laden with dry leaves. Hopefully I’ll get to it this week, even if it means building it in steps over a few evenings.
