Obviously Disreputable ...

Tony — Tue, 04/12/2011 - 7:10am
Up until this weekend the jeans were still presentable at, say, Home Depot. Hilda even thought they looked kinda cool, with the fading and frayed holes developed through years of wear.
So they went on for the weekend garden chores - getting the plants into the ground that had leaped into our cart in the HD garden center, then major repairs on the irrigation lines so we could hit the road without returning to find everything crispy. Most of the day yesterday was spent in the jeans, now with a larger tear in the left knee, hunting down and finally repairing an elusive leak. This involved splicing in new sections of tubing, walking up the hill to turn the line on, then inspecting to find that another leak is now creating a fountain someplace else. So it's another trudge back up the hill to find more tools and materials, then back down to attack the leak once more.
I love this kind of stuff. Walking to the workshop to get a tool, then back to the project, on the way enjoying the spring sounds of finches, sparrows, titmice ... and the sights of plants budding out, popping up and blooming, the gentle wind chime, our little waterfall. I suppose I am a bit of a sight - an old guy trudging around in ragged clothes, stopping to scratch a dog's ears who has wandered over from the neighbor to say hello, or standing somewhere in the workshop or garden, muttering to himself while trying to recall what purpose brought him there.
By late in the day the leak was repaired, new line laid. But it had meant a lot of scrabbling under the rock rose, and digging in dirt and mud, all the while becoming dirty, sweaty, jeans worn even more, a bit off blood from scratches here and there ... i.e., pretty scruffy. So I was not too surprised when I looked up from making a final inspection down along the street where I had been pulling some weeds and scrabbling a few cans out from under the junipers, to see one of our community security folks had slowed to check me out. "What is this, an aluminum-collecting vagrant has somehow breached our defenses? Horrors!".
He grinned and waved as he drove on by, realizing it was just that old guy in Lot 95.
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Dana — Tue, 04/12/2011 - 9:27amSpring brings many responsibilities. We have lots of projects we could use your help with. We'll even let you use the shower!
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Ian — Tue, 04/12/2011 - 4:51pmI knew that the plants at HD just jump into the cart...I knew it, I knew it. I've been avoiding that store for just that reason....at this point, I think if I even drove nearby, plants would end up jumping directly into the car. But at the same time, I must remember that we had snow and freezing temps on April 28th, last year.
... and the sneaky drip stuff
Tony — Tue, 04/12/2011 - 6:33pmAs the cart full of athletic plants passes the drip irrigation section on the way to checkout, all the little tube$, emitter$, connector$, etc. are snickering, "He'll be back - oh yeah, he'll be back!"
Oh my goodness, that's so true!
Ian — Wed, 04/13/2011 - 4:41pmAnd no matter how many little part$ you have, you never have exactly the right part for that next $pot.
And that's not all ...
Tony — Wed, 04/13/2011 - 7:35pmSo you head back to the store, and although you just need one G-100, 2.1 GPH emitter with integrated anti-siphon valve and chromed underslung gleebs of course you have to buy it with 19 others in the discount blisterpack for just $37.99 ...
... only to get home, accidentally kick over your drip parts bin in your ecstatic joy over lightening your wallet, and out roll 6 blisterpacks of ... yep.
...chromed underslung gleebs....
Ian — Thu, 04/14/2011 - 5:07pmI'd write more, but I've gotta run to the store and get all new drip system parts. Not a single one of what I have feature chromed underslung gleebs and I'm feeling very left out.
If this was facebook.....tomorrow we'd have ads selling us chromed underslung gleebs appearing next to our messages.
I wonder how long home depot staff would spend trying to find some if you asked for them?
Even Google can't find them ...
Tony — Thu, 04/14/2011 - 6:46pmI believe the etymology of "chromed underslung gleebs" can be traced either to a Peter Ustinov account of the "Grand Prix of Gibraltar", or to your uncle Thomas, likely influenced by that hilarious send up of sports car racing in the early 1900's. He and I were both into sports car racing in the 1960's, and listened to the album over and over again. Great fun to recall that, and of course, be able to hear it once again via iTunes! (don't tell him, but I have snuck him a CD of it via Amazon). Fun.
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