Afternoon Greg, Larry

My father was a plumber. I learned many a lesson early on. I still f*** things up every now and then.

 

I do have a Rigid drain cleaning machine though. No Roto-Rooter rip off for me.

 

My brother in law owned his own plumbing business and was very successful ... as a kid I worked for him part time and earned every penny ... Digging for new installations, busting basement floors for hooking up septic system house to new city lines and unloading trucks full of "soil pipe" ... that stuff was heavy !!

 

I used to go along on jobs with my old man as a kid. Pretty much everyday during the summer. I used to help out with all kinds of things. I enjoy hard work. Especially outside. You wouldn't think I would considering I have a "desk" job. There's no better way to learn how to appreciate things.

 

Had to run my clean out this morning, judging from the hair caught in it, got a hair ball somehow. At least when it dug through that point, drained fine again. No wimen shower in this house, and I don't have long hair, strange.

 

Friend sent me a pic. The valley corn is about ready to chop. Boy is it tall!

 

Moldy, are you sure staying isn't sneaking in and showering at your house?

 

I've found some weird crap in those drain pipes. I snaked my old house in Delray Beach and snagged a set of keys. Explain that.

 

Wow! I've never seen corn. If o have it wasn't memorable.

 

I feel like riding north past Palm Beach And picking up some ruby red grapefruit. Freaking volleyball sized.