bubbaman61
Westminster, MD
age: 46
| I was born in a small mining town in the Midwest.....wait a minute! ....Oh yeah, silly me, that’s someone else’s life. Me, I’m just your average everyday Joe Shmoe. I was born in an average sized city in the rolling hills of northern California, (you native Oregonians can keep your snippy little remarks to yourself!). Nothing fancy about my town, nothing special about the way I was raised. I grew up the son of a carpenter, a regular guy, if you will. I’m not a “yuppie”, a “hippie”, or even a “baby-boomer” (though, technically I was born into that category....thanks dad!) Nope, just a regular guy.
Just what is a regular guy? Well, I guess a regular guy has a different outlook on things. He tries not to take life too seriously, I mean, if you go and have a coronary over something, you might miss the big game on Sunday! Relax, have a beer, or four, whatever it is it will eventually go away (or you’re wife will take care of it!).You’ve got to take long relaxing personal times (preferably reading the sports page) while peacefully seated in your “office”. This helps clear the mind, cleanse the soul and keeps you up to date on all the league stats!
To be a regular guy you must also spend at least a third of your life in your garage. Mostly because it takes a long time to work on things you don’t know a thing about! Take electronics, I’m still not sure if those little guys live inside the nucleus or out! Well that’s what I get for having slept during high school science. Anyways, the regular guy perseveres (WOW,
Pretty big word!) because he is a survivor. For instance, I seem to have developed an interesting technique of home repair. I work on something long enough and it definitely needs repair!
Being the son of a carpenter, of course I have quite a large assortment of cool tools, though only the following few ever get used. First, and foremost, the Hammer - the final word in any man - object confrontation. Secondly, A # 6 Phillips Screwdriver - which, when placed properly, holds the backdoor open for me while I take out the trash. Finally, Duct Tape - for which I could not live without, and personally believe, that had GOD had some, he could have fixed that large crack in the ground down in Arizona.....
I could keep going on about what it takes to be a regular guy but that could take up a couple of trees worth of paper, so I’ll just give you a few items at a time as we go along...
Well I got to go. Until next time, when I’ll teach you how to make a seven course meal using only bologna and a few tater tots , I’ll leave you to ponder some worldly advice I picked up long ago ... Never pick your nose while you’re driving over railroad tracks.......
Peace.
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