Thursday, April 10, 2008

Tulips, Daffodils....and Dirty Pants!

So one would ask, what the heck kind of title to a blog is THAT!?? One with a discerning imagination could conjure up all SORTS of images with that I suppose!

OK so truth be told. Yesterday evening, my friend and I enjoyed a very pleasant 20 mile ride on the Green River Trail before we scarfed down a well deserved feast of bacon cheeseburgers and fish and chips. Anyway, as we rode along our chat included daffodils and tulips which made me comment, "Hey! Daffodils and Tulips! What a kewl idea for a blog title!!" So there ya go. Pretty simple stuff huh?

Now I bet you want to know all about 'dirty pants'. OK I'll tell ya....but I refuse to put into words the descriptive language I used when I learned I wrecked my favorite pair of blue jeans! I mean come on, you know how it is. Your favorite jeans are like old shoes and comfort food! And you just dont mess with stuff like that!

Anyway the story. A long overdue oil change on the boat was in the works. Next time I find a four inch mechanical robot to do this nasty job. I was kind of thinking that if I could find the Teutonic Marine Motor Engineer who designed this thing, that I could tie him up to the bottom of the keel and take him for a leisurely cruise over barnacle encrusted rocks!!!!!

One needs to keep in mind that I am 6 foot plus and this engine access is only about two feet across. If that weren't challenge enough, the oil filter is way down underneath and off on the side!! You cant see it in this picture, but the clearance under the motor is MAYBE four inches, and the side access is in fractions!! Lets not forget either that I banged my head on a hinge that I didn't get out of the way of, and dang near put out an eye hanging my mug over the top of the engine and that was just to check the dipstick!! Yeeesh! ( For perspective, if someone was standing behind me while I was in there and took this pic, my hunched over back would have filled the entire picture. Yeah its TIGHT in there! )

So, in all the ensuing contortionist acrobatics, I got danged oil stains on my best danged jeans!

Yeah, Yeah I know, wear cruddy clothes when you do cruddy work. I know all this, but the other voice in my other ear says, " Your good Dale....REALLY Good Dale, you and ONLY you, can pull this off perfectly well without so much as a smudge on a fingertip!" Ya right!

OK thats my story and thats my blog.