There may be a good reason why politicians are not quick to admit fault. Probably the same reason behind Calvin Coolidge's counsel of patience: "Never go out to meet trouble. If you will just sit still, nine cases out of ten someone will intercept it before it reaches you."
If I had simply been a bit more tolerant of my lack of handyman talents, I could have portrayed myself as a veritable Tom Poston.
Wednesday morning as I was leaving for work, I thought I would test the hot tub waters just to see how much residual heat survived the last two cool nights. It was almost like water into wine time -- or cold water into hot water time. And that was miracle enough for me.
The water was warm. By the time I got home, the hot was back in hot tub. But, how did it happen?
I considered one possibility from yesterday's post: "Believing that an inanimate object has somehow developed a free will, you decide to wait for it to decide to work." I have not completely rejected that option -- though it does sound a bit too much like Disney anthropomorphism run amok.
But the only other option is just too incredible to believe: I actually fixed something electrical.
I would invite each of you to drop off your electrical appliances that need fixing, but I think I will get started on that pesky perpetual motion machine that needs my attention. After I get back from the hot tub.
If I had simply been a bit more tolerant of my lack of handyman talents, I could have portrayed myself as a veritable Tom Poston.
Wednesday morning as I was leaving for work, I thought I would test the hot tub waters just to see how much residual heat survived the last two cool nights. It was almost like water into wine time -- or cold water into hot water time. And that was miracle enough for me.
The water was warm. By the time I got home, the hot was back in hot tub. But, how did it happen?
I considered one possibility from yesterday's post: "Believing that an inanimate object has somehow developed a free will, you decide to wait for it to decide to work." I have not completely rejected that option -- though it does sound a bit too much like Disney anthropomorphism run amok.
But the only other option is just too incredible to believe: I actually fixed something electrical.
I would invite each of you to drop off your electrical appliances that need fixing, but I think I will get started on that pesky perpetual motion machine that needs my attention. After I get back from the hot tub.
