Thoughts on being a man

It will come as no surprise that I was an arrogant child.  Secure in the fact that I passed almost every test higher than the 99th percentile, it was my PahPa who slapped me down (in a strictly metaphorical sense, of course)  One of my favorites when I was about 10 was 'Why do pipes burst in the winter more often than they do in the summer?"  I wish I could tell him now, I get it.  With the benefit of hindsight, I know that I knew 99% of tested knowledge and maybe 5% (I'm being charitable) of common sense.  Two days ago, when I found the top bolt on my starter, and I was the only one who could reach it, with my 'delicate' hands, he would have been proud.  Just kinda cool.  PahPa (who died a few years back of a heart attack) and PaPa Robinson (he's up in Dallas alive and well), I wish they both could have seen me.  Yeah, I needed help, but that one bolt was all mine.  I know both of them would be kind of disappointed that I can't work on my own car, but I did it.  Random crap, I know, but that kinda stuff comes at you in the middle of the night.  I needed some help, but I really did it.  Meh, if you want cool writing about crap stuff, give me a couple of days.  I ownz me a starter on a 93 Toyota pickup.  :D  That's pretty damn awesome.