I’m not a fan of meat loaf for dinner.  However, I do like the scene in the movie Old School of Will Ferrell yelling “Ma!  The meat loaf!”

       But I actually like Meat Loaf.  The singer that is.  He’s made this blog at least a couple of times.  I remember listing Meat Loaf and Lita Ford as one of the top rock duets of all time.  And I know that I listed his album cover for “Bat Out of Hell” as the best album cover of all time.  I hated to hear of his passing yet I have enjoyed reading the posts from other huge acts that are singing his praises.  He was unique!  He was really, really good yet there wasn’t and still isn’t any other act that compares.  One of a kind.  The dude could sing.  You can play his music on rock channels, classic, pop, easy listening….didn’t matter….his stuff was/is just really good.  

      On Friday, we were out of school.  Yet, I had a shop full of kids working.  It’s all good.  Well, except for when I was holding a pipe in place over my head.  A kid made a tack weld.  It sparked and a lil piece of molten hot magma hit me in the neck then managed to roll through chest hair and underneath my undershirt collar.  It rolled southward, burning hair as it went.  Right south until it stopped at my underwear waist band.  Ohh…the smell of burnt hair!  Now mind you, that spot where it stopped rolling is now irritated by the button on my jeans combined with the waistband of the Duluth Trading wear.  I might have launched upwards like “A bat out of hell”.  

     I had a couple of eff ups this weekend.  First, there are a couple of hydrants around here that tend to freeze up.  One of which I was so determined to change last February that I stuck a shovel into the ground right next to it.  And I didn’t move the spade until Saturday.  Dang neart made it a year.  This pair of hydrants froze up again this week.  Tammy used one of them when it thawed out & now it leaked\ran constantly.  So….late Saturday afternoon, I decided to dig it up.  And then I broke the water line.  Which meant that I made a quick trip to town to buy a cap.  That line is now capped off. 

      Today, I decided to dig up the other one.  Oh f….f…..f….f…FFFFFF!   Things like plumbing, carpentry and working on engines/hydraulics….it’s not that I can’t do it…..I don’t like doing it.  Especially dealing with hydraulics.  I don’t like the feel, smell or taste of hydraulic fluid.  It just seems like things always go wrong.  Today, I ended up having to roll the torch out and heat the living meat loaf out of it.  Then dig the hole bigger in order to get a pipe wrench on the collar that should NOT have come loose from the bottom of the hydrant.  ANYWAYS!!!  We now have one less hydrant but one that shouldn’t freeze up.  I think that equals out.  On a side note, when buying hydrants, much like buying soda pop, chips and shoes….ALWAYS, yes always….buy the best brand possible.  I like Woodford.  Hunh….hydrants as well as other items that go by that name.  

       And on this fine Sunday evening, I decided that I wanted a shrimp boil.  Tammy agreed as long as I cooked.  Damn!   A shrimp boil is a little bit hard to cook for just 2 people.  And now I know that one should NOT boil the taters, corn & shrimp in the house.  Mistake.  

        I can cook but I am good at cooking for large groups.  15 racks of ribs…sure.  60 pounds of pulled pork…otay.  125 burgers….no probs.  Cajun bawl….you bet.  We are still getting used to this cooking for 2.  I cooked and I cleaned up.  Sure, the house still smells like cajun spices.  “Two out of three ain’t bad”.  

      Tammy puts up with quite a bit of my crap.  I can get away with a LOT.  Yet, if I decide to get a bunch of doe goats again….I think that she will say “I’d Do Anything for Love…but I won’t do that”……no I won’t do that………AGAIN!

      Seriously, spark up your musik machine and play some Meat Loaf.