Becoming intimate with your tools…

A penniless hermit will find himself doing things he wasn’t taught to expect as a child. Like taking a moment in the morning to renew the duct tape wrapping on his long-broken plastic foot so it’ll go in his boot.

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I keep my roll of Gorilla Tape in the Jeep rather than in the powershed because sometimes the Jeep needs it, too. And walking back to the Lair with it this morning I decided that though it’ll be a stretch I really need to get a new one. And I was surprised by a poke of mild sadness. I’ve had this roll for a long time. It has served me well, it’s gotten me out of a jam or two. And now what little is left on the roll is getting tacky and hard to work with, and it’s time to replace it with newer material. Probably I’ll put the new one in the powershed and leave this one in the Jeep, so it’ll be a gradual parting.

My father worked in heating and air conditioning. He used to buy duct tape by the bundle, and use it for the purpose for which it was actually designed. I never thought to be sentimental about a frickin’ roll of tape, that’s all. Sometimes I’m open to the possibility that I’m getting a bit loose upstairs.

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2 Responses to Becoming intimate with your tools…

  1. MJR says:

    “I keep my roll of Gorilla Tape in the Jeep rather than in the powershed because sometimes the Jeep needs it, too.”

    Keeping duck tape in the jeep always gives you options.

  2. Red Green. Classic! Used to love that show; especially the Opposum Lodge Men’s Prayer at the end of each episode:

    “I’m a man,
    But I can change,
    If I have to,
    I guess.”

    Cheers

To the stake with the heretic!