I’m a goddamn sexual Tyrannosaurus of course!

Well, maybe not quite, but close 😉

Seriously, I am a jack of all trades kind of guy. I weld/ fabricate. I fix stuff, from cars, to outboards, to diving gear, to home appliances. There’s not much I can’t manage in those departments. When I do run across something over my head, I’ll break down and pay someone who can do it. (Or in some cases if the numbers simply add up to it, I might as well pay to get it done, considering parts, time, and special tools for the job.) But I really, really, hate to pay someone to do it for me. I’ll scour the net for info, videos, for whatever I find myself in the middle of, and when all else fails, I call the professionals.

Long story short, I’m a hard headed, cheap bastard, who would rather do it myself than pay through the nose to have it done for me.

I’m a good enough guitar player that I understand how much I still need to learn, after playing one for ~45 years.

I’m a good enough amateur astronomer I can point out the planets, the constellations, and navigate by the stars if I had to.

Even at my age, I’m still a pretty good shelldigger too. But I can tell I’m slowing down. When you can talk about what hurts for 20 minutes, you probably need to slow down anyway 😉

Guys like me are a dime a dozen. We’re nothing special. We get by on the edge of existence, hoping things will finally allow us to retire to the rocking chair sometime soon. But know full well, it ain’t happening yet.

But it’s right around the corner, I just know it.