#53 Flat Out Fun

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For sheer, unadulterated, adrenaline-fueled pleasure, nothing beats changing a tire on a dark road at midnight … except maybe memorizing the U.S. Tax Code, or bathing an angry cat, or even working as the assistant to a knife-thrower nicked-named “Fred the Fumbler”.

Really.

At least that’s what I kept telling myself when I had a jack handle in my fist and a flashlight clenched between my teeth. “Isn’t this fun?” I growled in the cheerfully manic fashion usually associated with individuals whose hobbies include repossessing cars and scaring small children.
 

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When my sons read this essay they asked me who Uri Gellar was. I found their ignorance on this point a hopeful sign for the future of humanity. For those of you who want to know more about Mr. Gellar, check out his Wikipedia entry at: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Uri_Gellar.

I also had to explain Jimmy Durante and you can read more about him in his entry at http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Jimmy_Durante.

Finally, for those who might be interested, I saved the spoon mentioned in this essay. You’ll find it on my Photobucket account at this link http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c254/KevinLeeC/spoon.jpg.

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