I want to create something. No, let me rephrase: I HAVE to create something. And by create, I mean use my hands, and my brain, and the smaller brain that lives in my stomach and orders me to eat an entire bag of salted caramel pretzel bites, to make something no one has ever seen before materialize out of thin air. See, there’s nothing quite like the feeling one gets when one brings a completely original work of art into the world, whether it be a symphony, a painting, or an MTD 20 inch 125 cc Gas Walk-Behind Lawn Mower. That’s right: lawnmowers are art. Sure, plenty of folks have seen a lawnmower before, but they haven’t seen this one – the one I just assembled in my basement with a very confusing owner’s manual, a little elbow grease, and a quick visit to the emergency room to get the grease seeping out of my elbow checked out. Do I think I’m going to sell this lawnmower at a fancy mid-town auction house for millions of dollars? No. Maybe. I don’t know, why? Are lawnmowers hot right now? Cause my antiques lady told me NO ONE is buying lawnmowers right now. Do I think it is a stirring tribute to the enduring spirit of man? Yes. Do I want to eat another bag of salted caramel pretzel bites? [looks down at stomach, listens to stomach] Yes. Yes I do.