Lazy sunday.
At least that was what I had planned.
Until last night, when I showed a project I had been working on to my optometrist.
Apparently he stayed awake all night thinking of ways to accomplish my project. And showed up at the house at 0800 to start working.
My intention was to just have a lazy day tinkering and playing a bit. His vision for the project was… Different.
It’s a bit embarrasing to have a 71 year old man work circles around you. And then I made a phone call and Mr B and some friends showed up.
If you ever need to… unearth something, and discreetly and very quickly relocate that… item, I know the people.
You just had to move the waste containment unit, didn’t you?
Lord, I wish it had been that simple.
You should have called earlier. Let they hydraulics do the lifting.
I’m just sayin’.
My contacts at Area 51 can neither confirm nor deny that they appreciate your contribution to their work.
Thanks to your proctological work I finally found my head!
Robert: I don’t know for sure what prompted that, but I’ll assume it’s meant in jest or as a compliment. I Am, of course, the worlds leading Forensic proctologist.
I haven’t been reading here that long, but I get the impression that at any other time, you could just as easily have said: “If you ever need to… dispose of something, and discreetly and very quickly relocate that… item… (most likely unto the earth from whence it came), I know the people.
Oh… and “been there, done that” would be between you and God.
Heh.