Honey, The Da Vinci's Done...

Say what you will, ya gotta love the guy's politics.

New series on the Disco Very Channel.
Every one's heard about/watched it/ignored it/watched and lied about it, and so on.
If you're an exception, then I pity your sad, empty existence.
Schoolhouse yourself here.
I haven't seen the one about the tank and actually the only one I've watched the whole way through was the most recent one, the "Machine Gun" episode.
The dirty-fingernail bits are interesting but looong as most have mentioned already.
I was bored to tears the first time I saw it, - and driven to distraction by, what seems to have turned out to be every one's Nemesis, one Flash Hopkins (see photo above).
Later, I checked out the cast a little further and have since completely revised my initial feelings about old Flash.
The guy's a smash-and-bash sort of operator. I can get there myself - pretty easily. It's a nice spot. Stuff gets done fast; great sense of power and accomplishment and, if properly medicated, any disasters one that one discovers in the morning, will bring such enlightenment that the resultant sorting-out-of-what's-salvageable will simply fade into some hangover-boy-was-that-fun-some of this is good stuff!-haze.
There are worse things in life.
Back to Flash, he appears to have half-assery absolutely nailed as a concept.
Back in the Navy, one of the jokes I heard was:
"Measure with a micrometer, mark it with a piece of chalk and cut it with an axe"
Words to live by.
Anyway, seemingly Mr. Hopkins' sharper'n-shit-cut-with-a-club "style" of craftsmanship is all 'cuz of:
He's the co-founder of "Burning Man".
He's coming from a place of; let's build this thing, make it fight... Joe's Mom! Then... then, we SET IT ON FIRE!
No flies on that.


Okay, with Flash redeemed, the rest of the show, for me, took on the feeling of one of those "divorce-prep" shows where you can really see what idiots, people are willing to be on TV.
It's great. You've got the anal-retentive, German (maybe I'm stereotyping but... Jurgen Heimann?) engineer.
A professorial... professor who plays "Charlie" to the four "workin' guy's" "Angels" (whoever did the production for this thing should seriously look at hanging on to his day job).
There's a competent, carpenter kid - the only voice of reason most of the time.
His resume's a tad sketchy though... some work on HGTV (Home and Garden...?).
Is he a usurper to the throne of Kevin O'Connor, who hosed Steve Thomas, the ace who took out the man, Bob Vila?
The score-card reads: Flash and "The Kid" - The wood crew
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Well, Jurgen Heimann comprises the metal crew - along with the star of the show, one VALEK SYKES, henceforth known as "Val".
I'm not going to explain it. Any of the folks who shower at the end of the day should know what I'm talking about.
Well, except for the ones like Val.
Val's a guy with lot of shop experience - in academia.
I don't know for certain but, if old Val had turned up on any of the jobs I've worked on, he may well have found that the Porta-Potty has somehow tipped over, with him inside.
It's been known to happen.
Val... I don't know. He's a caution.
Personally, I'd relish the thought of tipping over a pint of milk under the front seat of his car... along with a halibut fillet.
It'd make a sort of seafood, cream-sauce sort of thing.
You keep being love-able, Val.
When the world quits needing robotic dinosaurs (Oh God! Is such a thing possible?) you can, I'm sure hire on at any of America's great industrial production facilitiies.
Bravo, Val!
To close; Look for Flash in this video.
I love the tuneage.