Six hours of crawling around the crawlspace
is kicking my ass. This morning everything ached like I had been gang raped by the hungarian militia. And the best is yet to come.
Digging in the crawlspace I came on a cache of bicycle tires, some fairly old, whitewall cruisers. None seemed dry rotted. I’m gonna put them on ebay and if I can make $50 I will buy a used pair of lederhosen and wear them to work. And my reputation as the looney old creep will be well and truly cemented in place.
Damn, I need some sleep.
I approve most any plan involving lederhosen.
I have a pair left over from my youth, was saving them for grandson, but you can have them. Oh, they are about a 22″ waist, but yes, I still kave the lederhosen knife, good Solingen steel and staghorn grip, too.
Had a pair when I was a young lad. Leather got stiff so I doubt the could be of any civilized use now.
Cool pants though