Handyman Dave

Busy day today at the handyman biz. Spent the day being a lumberjack. Rented a monster wood chipper capable of grinding up 15 inch logs. Oh Man, it was an awesome

“you’d have to be a man, to understand” kind of day! (My apologies to my female readers)

Nothing like a day of watching big trees fall and then grinding everything up into a small pile of wood chips. And yes, I did wonder about what it would be like to feed other stuff into the chipper, but I resisted the temptation.

Anyway, I must admit that whenever I say the word, “lumberjack” I immediately get the “song” in my head.

So as soon as I got home to make this entry, I looked up the lyrics.

[singing]

BARBER

I’m a lumberjack, and I’m okay.

I sleep all night and I work all day.

MOUNTIES:

He’s a lumberjack, and he’s okay.

He sleeps all night and he works all day.

BARBER:

I cut down trees. I eat my lunch.

I go to the lavatory.

On Wednesdays I go shoppin’

And have buttered scones for tea.

MOUNTIES:

He cuts down trees. He eats his lunch.

He goes to the lavatory.

On Wednesdays he goes shopping

And has buttered scones for tea.

He’s a lumberjack, and he’s okay.

He sleeps all night and he works all day.

BARBER:

I cut down trees. I skip and jump.

I like to press wild flowers.

I put on women’s clothing

And hang around in bars.

MOUNTIES:

He cuts down trees. He skips and jumps.

He likes to press wild flowers.

He puts on women’s clothing

And hangs around in bars?!

He’s a lumberjack, and he’s okay.

He sleeps all night and he works all day.

BARBER:

I cut down trees. I wear high heels,

Suspendies, and a bra.

I wish I’d been a girlie,

Just like my dear Papa

And since, you’ll be singing this song for the rest of the night, you might as well visit Monty Python Online while you’re humming it.

Or Hell, just watch the damn video!