After everyone's great help on the old Enfield wood, I researched more and decided to go the oven cleaner route. After generally making a mess out of the kitchen sink an old friend tonight brought the "Duh, facepalm moment". She simply suggested I use the guest bathroom tub for this.
Uh, yeah. That works much better! To add insult to injury on my increasingly failing mental facilities she commented on the Magnum 500 wheels I got out of a junk yard oh, 25+ years ago and said I used the ONLY bathtub then for those.
And then proceeded to mask them out and spray bomb the flat black. In the kitchen.
So I have watched a lot of the parody's of the Hitler rant on You Tube. I actually ran into this one this week as a newly minted iPhone person.
I decided to get this in context. A truck of happiness just delivered this. Its a little after 8pm here. I comment to the driver that he is working a little late. He comments that "I work for idiots". I beg to differ Sir, considering the USPS is defaulting on another oh, 5.6 BILLION! What did I get? This.
I think I will rattle the house now. Review later!
You are getting on my nerves. Caller ID is showing that you are on average calling my landline (thankfully) about four times a day. I bit about 10 minutes ago and answered the phone. With all of the infrastructure at your disposal could you at least get the pronunciation of my last name right? Or at least know that I attended my Friends of the NRA Dinner last month, I'm a Certified Instructor, Life Member, anything?
Scare tactics really don't work on me much. In fact the hyperbole does more to make me less likely to be whipping out the credit card. Keep it up and will divert more money to the Second Amendment Foundation. At least I can open the mail at my leisure and not worry about the phone ringing off the hook. Just Sayin' Hugs and Kisses, Not Mr. Eds. You figure it out.The last Mr. Ed I observed was a horse. Of course.
