... sitting in the basement blogging in one's underwear scratching one's itchy places after a shower after a bike ride.
Well, sure, I have some "thought bleach" right here... here ya go. Scrub hard!
The worst part? Learning your "10/10ths" classic car acquisition was actually more like "8/10ths", and spending most of the rest of said vacation lifting it from the lower status to the higher. Which is why the "hooray for us!" pictures haven't been forthcoming. Hard for it to look attractive half apart in my garage, donchaknow?