Words of Wisdom

Overheard at the Home Improvement Labyrinth earlier today..

Woman - "Boy, I sure do love the look of that crown molding. Do you think that would look good in the living room??"

Man - "Good grief, we've been here an hour and a half, and all we've picked out is a freaking box of nails!!"

Hee hee... Been there, done that..

Today, I spent about about 2 hours picking out a stud finder, and a tarp. Then I heard the above gentleman, and I realized it was about 1 hour and 45 minutes to long for the trip to the maze to have lasted.

So I resolved to do the following:


When going to any flavor of the Home Improvement bulwarks, have a plan.. You can spend days in there just picking out a lag bolt!!!

Also, when you first think that a product fits your needs and budget, grab it and go!!!

Lastly, ask where stuff is located before spending 45 minutes looking up and down the isles for it.

The 2 hours you save are more valuable than the $1.35 you might pocket. And if you can avoid seeing Harvey the plumbers ass-crack on isle 17 even once, these rules will have paid off BIG TIME


That is all...

r_mate_e... Renaissance Man

Yes, you heard me right, I am a Renaissance Man. Today, I insulated a large addition to my home, relieved my wife's insomnia, built my daughter a train out of her Thomas the train track sets that spanned the entire living room, fed the entire family, practiced my guitar, and cleaned my "assault shotgun."

And I do not want to hear any guff because the cure for insomnia came from a store's med section in the form of Tylenol PM, or because the food came from a local eatery.. I am sure if Leonardo DaVinci had access to easy over the counter drugs and food, he'd have done the same thing...



Which brings me to another funny thing that happened while retrieving said Tylenol PM. While sanding in the pain reliever isle looking for it, an obviously very recently married couple came in. The very young female was leading the way, and had a very stern look about her. The male, dragging in tow, had a look about him like that of a beat down dog.

After waiting on the slower young man, toe tapping, the young woman pointed to the product that she wanted, and obligingly, the young man reached for it.. It was.. Pamparin.

As the couple walked back past me toward the cash registers, the young man tossed a glance my way. I returned it with a knowing nod of the head.

Welcome to manhood son...



That is all