"Linus, You've Got a Loose Sprocket"

It's funny (not really) how quickly this scene...















can turn into this scene.


First day of picking grapes this year, and something has to go wrong. That wonderful harvester, the one I could write a poem to, is the same one I could kick in the shin on days like today. I don't know how to fix it, and I don't think Larry, Moe or Curly do either, but they are trying. I was clearly no help when one of the guys said, "Linus, you've got a loose sprocket," and I gave a little giggle. I can't help it that I think of The Jetsons and Spacely's Sprockets everytime I hear that word. They all gave me a dirty look when I snickered, so I excused myself back up to the winery to make better use of my time, like blog. =)

I hope we have better luck tomorrow.