Conversion Experience

I am a nut for online forums. I don't even know how many of them I've read and contributed to over the years.

And sometimes, I get myself in trouble. I don't mean to. One afternoon I'm making small talk about gender-specific home improvement behaviors (I'm poster "kurt_t."), and then I awake the next morning to find outrageous accusations hurtling at me through the blogosphere.

Normally, I would just let it roll right off, but this time the allegations really hit home.

It's kind of a long story, but a blogger speculated that I didn't know the difference between a one-gallon bucket and a five-gallon bucket.

Well, I know the difference! I was sure I had a five-gallon bucket in the garage. It's got paint in it. Benjamin Moore Peach Kiss paint! The contractor left it there after Tony and I had the house painted. You know, in case we want to do touch ups.

After I got home from work, I looked under a pile of crap, and there it was, my five-gallon bucket. I said "I'm gonna take a picture and prove once and for all that I have a five-gallon bucket!"

Except it's not a five-gallon bucket. It's a 30-liter bucket. That converts to 7.92 gallons.

Stupid Metric System!

Kurt "big daddy" True
23 november 2005