well i had my how to light a cutting torch 101 course. a friend came over and showed me how to adjust the settings.. there are two on the handle... he told me to go from the bottom up. i can remember that... its just like a woman.. slap her bottom, then go up. yeah . I got this. then you adjust this and that, and when you squeeze the handel it blows oxygen thru and it cuts the metal when the metal is hot enough. exactly. just like a woman. when shes hot enough.... bingo. so there. I got it. so I went about repairing, re bending, and even some light (very) welding. I was so proud... that I decided to fix the next little project... but the teacher..bless his little heart... failed to tell me to keep my hands BEHIND the torch. well. you guessed it. I moved my arm in front of it... and poof. burning flesh. Funny how fast flesh burns. Now I knew I was burned...but hey, I wasnt thru with my project. So I kept at it until it was done. Also remember not to wear the short gloves...wear the LONG ones dummy! I guess its just like anything else... you do it... you think...ive got this... its just like... but its not so much. my torch keeps popping..so something out of adjustment. maybe its like a bipolar woman... or one with anger issues... cuz it pops and pops..and makes all kinds of noise...but it works. so ..there. Ill learn to adjust it (the torch) later. adjusting a woman is...welll... more complicated. So I welded the hay spike back together.. now to fnd out if it will actually lift a heavy round bale....w/o falling apart. oh yeah. I looked rugged. my leather gloves... my work boots... my little welding helmet... and one smoking arm. isnt that just the most rugged image. kinda like a lumber jack.. but with out an injured limb.
So the projects await me... and im eyeballin the flag pole. just putting a light on the flag I mean. it turns out there are several diff varieties of lights. a solar one, electric one, groundmounted, pole mounted or over head. jsut too many choices! the weather is first cold then hot then cold again.... i have the yard mowed and weedeated, ground broke for a garden...but now am wiating for mother nature to turn it warm again... to plant and fix the watering system for the flowers.
I think about the past, and what I have gone thru...and wonder if I can apply the lessons i learn so slowly to the present... maybe in the process, i can avoid say... burning the other arm off....or something special like that. Its true I tend to bounce off all the walls of any situation before I finally land. Like a ball in a pinball machine. Ill try not to "tilt", and score high... but dang it...i love to flip those flipper flappy thingys so much...So.. ill "ponder"... over these things... and try hard to avoid doing them again. I still wonder and think...of the ladies ive met in my past... and wonder and pray that they are doing ok, and are happy. I know I should not give a hoot. you know.. mean as I am and all. But I pray they are where they want to be. The time i had with each, was a time I was supposed to have, a time that I learned or taught something, and even the bad experiences were at least something that reminded me that im still alive and thinking, growing.....flippin those flipper flappy thingys. I swear im not going to do tha tso much in the future, and just roll right down to the bottom. its easier right? but on the other hand, you dont get to see the lights flash, and hear the noise.... and flip flip flappy so much either. soooo.....
Lets take a deep breath.... and pull the next pinball out..and letter go.
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