eBay -Thread Killers Tuesday, January 6, 2009 12:28 PM
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Wonder where Ron went?
Maybe is off packing for his trip here.
Nope.
I'm trippin', but not to Aussieland.
I'm bizzy pounding beer and nails.
Smokin' power tools and crack propane.
Gluin'& screwin'; the cows outside mooin' & pooin'.
My projects are running behind; LOTS of big things need a little doin'!
All night solo remodelling work & Arts projects.
There's no denyin': sawdust flyin', all over my Inn;
"Man at work"...I ain't lyin'.
Drill, drive & sweep.
Meas once & cut twice; The Shop Vac cleans deep.
Centerpunch, countersink & mitre;
T-Bevel, plumb & level....
It's another constructive All-Nighter!
Sing & dance to the tunes of the Working Class appeal;
Warranty is void if you break the seal.
Don't talk. Caulk.
Noory on the radio; it's the end of the World & I'm not afraidio.
My world is nearly full blossum; Making good use of all materials on hand; new, used & found, all others... toss 'em.
Dump run.
Carry a gun.
Staples caulk & nails.
Havin' fun.
Crash & burn demo; production design memo.
Where does this go?
Got any hints?
Consult the Master Plan,
located on the blueprints.
More stuff now on order, how much longer can I afforder?
The heck with me...
I'm developing equity!
Layin' pipe,
pulling wire;
Slingin' paint & watch it dryer.
Lock nut, wire nut, wingnut;
overalls too tight, can't scratch my butt.
Dug a ditch but not in a rut; have a new box of blades
and a bleeding cut.
Stuck valves open, new door won't shut.
Non-stop action,
more miles than traction;
Part-time hired help enjoying part-time pay satisfaction.
Pay dues, payroll;
pay attention;
Pay for the privledge to be a distraction.
Hot dog,
hot wax; hot tip....doesn't change the facts.
Hot tub, hot water;
a fine place to be found with the hothead Sheriff's Hot Leg daughter.
Handyman, Carpenter, Painter...ho.
When I finish with that,
I'll start some mo.
It depends when it ends,
on the number of your friends;
The days they show up, the hours they spent;
3 hour lunches & where they went.
Do it yourself & not get bent;
Until it gets done,
you'll live in a tent.
I'm ruffin' & tuffin;
Camping, ramping, amping & tramping.
Urban Cat, turned Desert Rat;
Drunk & fat; dirty hat..
nailbags full of this & that.
Suitcase toolbox, keys, no locks;
Strong as a mule.
stubborn as an ox.
Hammer in the crotch,
nails in the socks.
You can't be a goof when ya own the roof.
Talking to the walls may break yer balls.
If you hit the door runnin', headed for the floor;
you know you're Property rich,
and furniture poor.
Lord of some land, that's what I be;
10 acres, a lot and my Shop makes three..
All paid in full, paid cash money.
You may say "that's great",
I say it's funny.
I'd be The Mayor if this was a real town.
You see..the villagers really are idiots;
I just play the clown.
And if you ever come to visit,
to look and see;
Be sure to get a sample of the history.
Cattle and trains, casinos and gold;
Today the Townies do nothing,
except get
drunk
and
old.
Yeah, I work for free; employed by me.
Others for hire,
who loiter & perspire,
are fools with tools;
live in their cars
and drive their mules.
They bust a move
and shake a leg.
When payday comes,
I let them beg.
I say "I create jobs in this town
and you're makin' Hay;
Most folks would envy you
for living this way.
In todays economic climate
you guys are stylin'
at
20 dollars
a
day."
*** "Boss" is my Title.
Not my persona.
Yep. No Aussie trip for me this week!
