I am a filmmaker. I can make a mountain out of a molehill. I can turn an ordinary story into something very big and special. I can lie with the best of them. Often I find myself over exaggerating in posts... Essentially the first story is one of doing damage on my privates... That was just getting used to having the suicide nob and getting on and off the tractor. The second was smacking my face on the steering wheel going downhill because the nob bent under the wheel while decellerating, hitting a chuckhole, bottoming the bucket, finding my used seatbelt was bad, me looking the wrong way... It was a whole spasmatic reaction to a bunch of (individually boring but combined in one event) hilarious actions that I am sure looked funny as heck on the outside but the smack in the teeth sure set me straight...
I ge gawed up my tractor to scare my neighbors. I have skull stickers on the roof, changed the lift nob to a chrome skull, put on an 8-ball suicide nob and am trying to find a dice nob that will fit the throttle control. My wife is planning to paint a flame job around the wheels. Poor neighbors (actually even the devout neighbor next door who initially freaked out that I was a filmmaker from hollywood (they have no tv per their religion) is really cool - I am really, really lucky).
Carl