I think that working on cars is perhaps 6 times worse than driving.
I hate attempting to fix mechanical things. It is my hell.
I think that a little of this influence was due to my stepfather, who would often hurt himself while working on equipment and then yell pigf**ker as he launched a forged iron wrench in my general direction.
Pigf**er became a sort of warning, an indication that now was probably a good time to hit the deck.
Even now, when I hurt myself, the word comes readily to my lips. I suppose because of all of the repetition, and stress associated with it. But heck, it’s my life.
My buddy Chad was always pretty good with mechanical things, and I always admired how he could fix up Ole Blue, and get her running again. Chad never loved it though, as you could see with the perturbed expression on his face.
However, Chad was always more likely to toss out a joke, than a shiny, 8 pound wrench.
I liked that better.
- Daniel
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There is a Zen like swing to keeping the balance of mechanical workings.
Know what you can do and know what to pass along to a monkey wizard. (Some of my best mechanical work has been done in complete darkness).
Truthfully, I think Chad may enjoy mechanic work more than he lets on. I do play the ‘single mom’ bit every Wednesday evening so he and his dad can hang out in the shop and ‘do mechanic stuff’. Although, it may be the beer and cigars that always seem to go WITH mechanic work that he really enjoys. Come to think of it…it may be just that…that perpetual high pitch squeal emitting from my car never does get fixed.
I think you should do a strip with Chadwick commenting on all the ‘fascinating’ geological landmarks he passes while driving. I’m sure his passenger would enjoy it quite much.
We miss you guys!
There must be some correlation between being a writer/artist and despising mechanical work – I AM THE SAME WAY! It, too, is my personal hell…
I always seem to break things…but you can’t blame the Crow on me! I DINNA DO IT!