So as one does after making it around the sun again, I got another year older in September. My birthday present and Christmas presents for the next 10 years will be my loom, but Zina surprised me with a great birthday gift. Plastic gas cans, especially with their infernal safety valves are one of the worst inventions ever conceived. You can’t get the top off to fill them and then when you use them to fill a tank, they spill everywhere and make you smell like gas! I had a plastic one for diesel fuel for the tractor and replaced it with a steel one for the same reason.
So Zina got me a steel gasoline can! YAY! I detest plastic Chinese manufactured crap! I never buy junk and these plastic “cans” were way grumping me out. Now how many of you can say you got a gas can for your birthday!? Woohoo!!