Wish my slack ass nephew was cool enough to hang his grandmother's 40m antenna. Bastid. :)
Well, the gruntkid is only 11 so he wasn't all that much help but it was good to have a second pair of hands a couple of times. Saved me a few trips up and down the ladder, among other things.
All the world’s a stage, but obviously the play is unrehearsed and everybody is ad-libbing his lines. Maybe that’s why it’s hard to tell if we’re living in a tragedy or a farce.