Ace-Garageguy

"Not my dog" is becoming my mantra.

Patience with willful ignorance and self-righteous narcissism isn't in my portfolio.

Locations used to be displayed, actually required at one point. It is no longer displayed in the name of "internet security".

Flattering doesn't work with women who have a strong sense of their own real value.

Sense it does make, as I considered having my head sharpened to a point a while back, and was looking at spotted muumuus.

I like it. A lot.

It's a beautiful thing, even though it really is monstrously huge. Cool project. Only thing I wonder is who decided to call it a "coupe".

Happens is indeed what it does.

I'm just a couple years younger than you. But my intent was not to be all braggy about what I can still do, but to follow up on the earlier mention of KEEP MOVING. If I'd quit working when I "officially retired" at 67, I'm pretty sure I would have rusted up and quit everything by now. But because I have so many interests that require maintaining a certain minimum level of fitness, and because a couple of companies offered me part-time employment doing essentially "dream jobs", I remained almost as active as when I was much younger. My POINT, though, was to reinforce the idea of KEEP MOVING. Whenever I slack off, I start to rust up pretty badly, pretty quick. And every time it's that much harder to get everything working reasonably well again...and this time it's taking one H of a lot longer to get back than it did last time. So I simply made a conscious decision that I'd fight decrepitude for as long as I can from here on out, and KEEP MOVING.

"Implement of destruction" has a nice ring to it.

Youth wasn't all that much "fun" for me, but it sure as H was intense.

Windows fogged from heavy breathing in cars figured heavily in my youth too.

For one thing, I still work about 5 hours every weekday, building cars. Not really "exercise", but a whole lot of lifting and stretching and bending and getting down on the creeper or under a dash and back up again, etc. If I don't do it for a month or so, it gets difficult...and I have way too much stuff I WANT to do to find myself in the position where I have to say "I can't". I also do all my own yard work and everything on the house most older people farm out. I just tarped more than half my roof, up and down the ladder a LOT, and working on slopes around 30 degrees...for several days, because there were the inevitable complications. Actual, intentional exercise entails hiking at least 5 miles a week, with a lot of elevation change, and brisk walking at least another 5, which I can do in the neighborhood. Besides being a good aerobic workout, the hiking in particular keeps legs toned, and works core muscles too. I should be hitting the weights for arms and upper-body, but most of the time it's too much a PITA to clear a space to do it (there's stuff packed and staged everywhere for the upcoming move)...which is another way of saying "I'm too lazy". Even with all that, some mornings I'm hurting and stiff for hours and limp like an old geezer...but if I quit, I'll be pretty much useless within a year. Not an acceptable option. EDIT: Funny thing is that some days, I feel like I'm in my 20s. Nothing hurts and I have tons of energy. If I can ever pin down exactly why, I'll bottle it. One thing I can tell you true though...the more I accomplish every day, the happier I am, and strenuous exercise always results in a better overall mood.

Sixteen...yeah...seems like it was yesterday, the memories are so vivid.

Wrong information is the stock-in-trade of the internet.

Agreed 100%. Get it out the door, get paid, worry about whether it's right or not later if at all.

Exactly. Every time I let myself slack off for even a few weeks, I start going to pot pretty fast...and every time it's harder to get back in shape. Staying active and productive is what I credit for my ability to be more active and productive than most people I know in their mid-70s. I do know a girl who's a little older than I am, and she is very fit, slender, and stays active constantly...either working on her property or hiking with her dog. I've also found that my vision improves, and the pain in my right hand from arthritis, as well as my lower back, knees, and hips, is significantly...and I mean SIGNIFICANTLY...decreased when I'm exercising regularly. Mood and reaction times get better too.

A lot of terms get thrown around by people who don't really know what they're talking about, have never produced an outstanding finish on anything, but present themselves as "experts"...and that's the internet in general. "Tack coat" really only applies to enamels that flow out considerably after application. The "tack coat" helps avoid running of a subsequent heavier, wetter, coat because the solvents in the next coat soak into the tacky one, raising the viscosity of the paint almost instantly. "Mist coats" are more about lacquer (or other paint products that "flash" rapidly), and most painters have their own individual understanding of the concept even if they've never really thought it through in words. It's difficult to do an actual "mist coat" with rattlecans, as it requires an ability to control material delivery with the gun or airbrush. Most rattlecan "mist coats" are in reality dry-spray applied from too far away, or with excessively fast passes, and result in a grainy surface that just tends to contribute to orange-peel. A final thought...when taking advice from anyone, try to find examples of the work they turn out so you can judge the validity of what they tell you. Steven Guthmiller, for instance, is one modeler whose paint advice you can rely on. His models consistently prove it.

Yup, and he takes a while to get into the meat...which is why I'll usually fast-forward and look at a few seconds of the middle of most YT products from makers I don't know before watching them, just to see if there's any real value.

Pretty baby, love the colors.

"Up yours" isn't indicative of approbation.

Finally finished the hardest and most necessary part of tarping my roof, just as the sky opened up with driving rain in a thunderstorm. So far no leaks, several hours later. Forecast for the rest of the week is rain, rain, and more rain. Pretty funny that an old fart in his mid 70s can work alone several days on a roof that's sloped MUCH MUCH more than what was considered "unsafe" for elite protective service personnel in peak physical condition in their 30s.

Place your bets, ladies and germs.

Mind-over-matter won't work for the mindless.

THIS HAS BEEN ONGOING FOR SOME TIME.