My garage/shop now has a name, but first: Story Time.

I have agonized over what to call it since the early planning stages began almost 3 years ago: The Place Warranties Go to Die, The Jeep Warren, The Briar Patch, The Shiznit Garage, My Little ADHD Shed, etc…

I was out on the slab one night a few weeks ago moving around the poly-burlab curing cover, the boards holding it down, and rearranging the soaker hoses when I smacked myself in the side of the head with a wet 2X6 – really f’n hard, right behind the temple. I saw stars and staggered around holding the side of my head saying F%$#!! loudly, over & over in a machine gun staccato manner. It was all that would come out. This scene may have just lasted a few seconds or more than a minute – the timeline is a little fuzzy. My sweet wife, Stamps-With-Foot, did not see the initial head strike, just my wobbling around and apparent sudden affliction of turrets. I stumbled in the kitchen door a few minutes later and she said over her shoulder while standing at the sink: “I am sure the neighbors will be glad when your little playhouse is built so they will not have to listen to all the dropping of F-Bombs…” I was about to take gross offence to her characterization of physical culmination of my fabrication dreams as a “little playhouse” when I realized that she had provided the perfect name: The F-Bomb Garage.

I have searched the Garage Forum and the Fabrication Forums that I frequent and no one has claimed it and I  have found no others, so it is mine, I call it.  I found a few stickers and images that I like for a logo, but I will be making my own to apply to projects, the Jeep, the Jeep Trailer, tool boxes, etc.