I went to the farm today and helped dad pull the batteries from his tractor so he could take them into town and get new ones. While he was gone doing that I did some mowing and tried out my new ISOtunes Free Aware that the ife got me. They work really well and provide great hearing protection. If you need a gift idea for a loved one and they work around a noisy environment, these are well worth the money. They allow you to communicate normally and then cut off once the noise level gets too high (above 85db) and they will bluetooth to your phone and let you play music/podcast while you work.
Got the mowing around the field edges done and found a couple trees we need to clean up before planting. Dad got back with the batteries, but one of the brackets broke, so we couldn't finish the install, but at least we got the new batteries there.
When I got home, I did the yard work, weed eating and mowing. I went to blow off the driveway and sidewalk with my DeWalt blower and it seemed to work fine, but then would cut out. I tried it a couple of times and it kept doing the same thing. I checked the battery figuring it might be almost dead, but nope three bars. Reseated the battery just to make sure I had a good connection and it was still doing the same thing. Pull the trigger, it winds up and starts and then cuts out.
Being the great electrician I am, I knew it had to be the switch since I eliminated the battery. So, I'm turning the blower in all directions trying to look and see if I can see a problem with the switch. Everytime, pull the trigger and about three seconds later it cuts out. As I'm looking at the blower I notice dust/debris flying everywhere.
Me with my high level of intelligence was wondering what was causing all the dust and debris? Just as King Belshazzar saw the writing on the wall, the light came on for me and I realized the blower was working just fine and that my ISOtunes Free Aware works really good also.
Of course being the typical male, I had to quickly look around and see if anyone saw me being a moron, at which time I gave our neighbors a polite wave so they knew not to call the police thinking I had lost my mind.
Well, I confirmed for the neighbors what most already knew, that my wife had married a moron.