Torture Device

Got bored this morning and started poking around on Wikipedia. Stumbled across the entry for "treadmill". According to that fine institute of knowledge, treadmills were first created as sources of power for mills, grinders, and other industrial needs. Then (and this is where it gets relevant), treadmills were used as instruments of punishment. That's right, prisoners used to be forced to walk on treadmills..... As this fat man runs on a treadmill this morning, it seems that nothing has changed - except I don't have a bushel of crushed grain when I finish my time on this thing....

Horrible Mess

Through the never-ending Winter, the garage has become an area to work (daily to keep the truck rolling) and a catch-all for just about every piece of junk imaginable. It's been far too cold to tidy up - now that Spring is arriving, it's time for a deep cleaning....

Paint It?

The idea to repaint the old truck has always been in the back of my mind. I don't like the mildew that grows on the current white paint, and the black wheels annoy the crap out of me. Looking through old photos on the internet, I found this one with a paint job I kinda like....

Of course, after last month's fiasco - in which the truck died and left me stranded - treating that truck to a paint job seems like a super-low priority.

(I'll be sure to post some photos and the story behind the breakdown at a later time - the story is good enough to preserve for posterity!)