We recently purchased a home in the old hood as you know. Its certainly not the same hood it was three years ago when we sold our house around the corner…but such is our present finacial lot in life and I make no bones
What a beautifull neighborhood my friends live in….I was thinking that the other day as I drove over to scab a compressor from my pal Ken . He was gonna leave it out for me in the back of his pickup……probably just showing off cause he lives in a hood where you can safely indulge such foolishness.
My neighborhood may not be quite so pretty but we do have Rod Steiger living nearby. I say that because the place is like an episode of the the Twilight Zone where time has frozen….or at least slowed to a creep. An example is a kids bicycle across the street that was laid on its side on the front lawn and hasn’t moved for ten days now….. and in all likelyhood neither has the tubby kid that placed it there. Or the little red pickup truck that has had its hood open for a week…..and the little car behind it that has been attached to a battery charger for five or six days. How about the man who grilled something behind us six days ago and only today got around to closing the lid on the rain filled gas grill . How grand is this Jimmy Buffet tropical atmosphere…..or is it recession induced apathy ?
Now, the scabbed compressor….serves my right I should have known better. Dad and I went over and opened up the back of Kens truck and there it was…a perfectly pristine and shiny like new air compressor complete with two of the most perfectly rolled air hoses a man could ever happen upon and imediately frightening images of said items coated with wall texture filled me with horror. As if reading my mind the old man said….
” Don’t even know how to roll a hose that neat do ya?” …..the implication being that perhaps borrowing a tool from such an anal person as my pal Ken borders on foolhardy. I had to fess the truth….
” I don’t think so ” and so a half mile down the road as I let this sink in the next question came…..
” What ya gonna do about rolling up the hose when your done?” the question drove home the undoubtable folly of this venture as I was forced to answer truthfully………..
” I don’t know” I whined
Well I’m somewhat pleased to report that I peformed the neatest hose rolling I’ve ever done……but sadly must admit that the compressor is fried…or at least toast. I promise not to Twilight Zone it and will begin imediately to actively seek its replacement ……..
Well I’m somewhat pleased to report that I peformed the neatest hose rolling I’ve ever done……but sadly must admit that the compressor is fried…or at least toast. I promise not to Twilight Zone it and will begin imediately to actively seek its replacement ……..
Didn’t even get any wall texture on it. The texture by the way came out well enough for a place in that price range I suppose but the master bed has a few flaws that are strong enough to require a redo ………as the wife has grown fond of mentioning……time and time again…in two languages.
your pal…..Rod
