I was keeping my youngest grandson today while his mom and dad
went to a funeral in Santa Fe. We were in the shop after lunch and I
was working on my wiring in the cab when I heard this banging going
on. I looked back and the little shop foreman was beating on the tail
gate with a hammer. I asked him what he was doing and he told me
"building a hot rod".
How can you argue with that from a three year old? I did suggest
that maybe we could "build" on piece of square tubing instead of my
tail gate. Then the little fart told me "easy turbo".
Didn't get a hole lot done so we went for ice cream. We had a blast
today.