Notes from the “People throw away the damndest things” department: A couple of years ago I inherited this very excellent chair from the neighbors. With the addition of Tobie’s bed the Lair has room for exactly one comfy chair and this, being the best, survived the cut.
This past winter I also received from friends a windfall of books I hadn’t read before. Spent months on Neal Stephenson alone. In short, to Tobie’s disgust I spent a lot of winter time in that chair. Even hauled it away from the wall and made use of the reclining feature. And that’s when I discovered…
…its single physical defect. Hardly a killing flaw, but it did kind of irritate me for some reason. After being irritated occasionally for basically the whole of winter, I finally asked, “What shades of brown does duct tape come in?”
If it works you aint a redneck. You are a redneck technician.which is one step up. 😉
A decent chair to read books while sitting in is one the small things that can make life good. Stephenson though has gotten so verbose since Anathem though. Did you ever read it or finish it?
Repair looks perfectly normal to me. The crowning touch is the color match.
I not only got through Anathem, but all of the Baroque Cycle and a few other doorstops as well. The last of those, whose title I don’t even recall offhand, finished me off. You’re certainly right about verbosity or at least complexity. Too many pointless characters and subplots. Man needs to hire an editor armed with an axe and a flamethrower. Other than that he’s a great writer.
Just saying Duct tape sorta describes my life, including my relationships. Knowing about other colors might have helped… I wonder if it comes in forgive me I don’t like people blue?
“Yes, I’m a redneck. So?”
No, you’re not. At least not in the view of this old guy from up here in the cheep seats.
As for duct tape, never underestimate how it can be used.