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.
Voila! I'm just going to call you "Mr. Fix-It" from now on.....
ReplyDeleteMy reputation has been built on less substantial things.
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ReplyDeleteAll the water that was causing a short has now evaporated.
Todd -- That sounds way too much like a Tool Guy answer -- because it is probably far closer to be being true than my theories.
ReplyDeleteActually, I think it was those simians in the photograph who did the fixin'...notice those bright red faces? Looks to me as though they played in the water until the water turned muy caliente! ;-)
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Alee' -- Great to see you back. Bill came over last night and we had a good chat while he sat on the edge of the tub. When I looked at the blog picture today, I started laughing: it bears a strong resemblance to our chat last night.
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