Monday, December 17, 2012

Splitting Wood...


...really makes me feel like a man. A fat, broken-down, infirm, middle-aged, out-of-shape, congenitally lazy, candy-assed man who dreams of someday owning a hydraulic log splitter so he can finally fulfill his lifelong goal of being able to split wood with one hand while eating a cheeseburger with the other. Because that's what I call progress...

6 comments:

  1. Just make sure you pay attention to the splitter and the burger. Those both sound like guaranteed ways to lose a hand if you are inept at multitasking.

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  2. I feel the same way digging out a tree. Tell the wife watch if I grab my chest. Never wanted a Back hoe so much

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  3. We have High-Efficiency Gas that pours carbonic acid out the bottom eating away everything in its path…

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  4. I eat my cheeseburger while I watch the guy who brings my wood unload and stack it.

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  5. What, no repeat of the old saw about cutting your own wood warming you three times?
    I'm just gratified to see the paint worn off the upper part of the shaft on someone else's Monster Maul- stings a bit when you miss, doesn't it? The one I use my dad bought after I went through a couple of hickory handles on a conventional maul back when I was 15 or so. Thirty years of faithful service.

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  6. Mdmnm, yes, it does sting some when you miss...but like you said, at least I can;t break the handle on that thing.

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