June 12, 2004Garden Shed StoryI was in the midst of putting up a shelf in the bar for the Tiki mugs, when I had to run out to the garden shed to look for some nails. Like all good geek daddies, I keep my nails in old coffee cans. As I walked into the shed, I saw that there were three cans on the shelf. I took the first can down, looked inside, and saw a bunch of drywall screws. I put the first can back on the shelf and took down the second. Strike two ... it was full of roofing nails. With just one coffee can left on the shelf, I hoped for the best. When I looked inside the third can, I knew I hit paydirt. It was full of exactly the right kind of nails for the job. My eyes dwelled sentimentally over the can full of nails. And then I noticed something odd. The nails were moving! My eyes quickly focused and I realized that it wasn't the nails that were moving. It was a small swarm of yellowjackets! I paused for just a moment as I mouthed the words (that I won't bother typing), before I flung the can of nails across the lawn. Then I mouthed the words again. Bees are one thing. A lawn full of nails is quite another. If there's one thing I hate about my garden shed in the summer, it's the yellow jackets ... I hate to get stung, but having had the experience of stepping on a nail as a kid (while going barefoot, of course) was even worse ... So now, I'm looking for a big ol' magnet ... Posted by geekbooks at June 12, 2004 03:48 PM |
