Sending out the latest shed pictures in our family emails generated a lot of complimentary comments. Our favorite was from my uncle (who is only 3 years older than I, and was in J's class in high school) who is also a J:
"Ahhh Grasshoppa... when you can find any tool with your eyes closed...you may go out into the world and build..."
the Zen of Tools
by Master J.
" G. Damn it, Reb have you seen my duct tape (substitute hammer, adjustable wrench, etc. etc.)? Oh I think Anders had it last. Oh no, that's right, Grant stopped by yesterday, looking for some. Did you check in Maizie's room??
the Chaos Theory of Tools
by" another trip to the hardware store"-(uncle) J. O.
And to wind this up, I have to include a shot of my tools. I had to fight for this, as J didn't think it was a problem to trek out to his shed to get a hammer when all I wanted was to fix the loose nail in one lousy window shade bracket. This is the back of our cellar door, hidden from the public, but used frequently by me.
Even I get 3, count 'em, 3 tape measures! Plus a yard stick.