many years ago, i was spending a Saturday morning hanging out with my not yet famous buddy Tom Petty, building model rockets. not many people know that he was an avid model rocketeer, but yeah. he was working on a big bertha and i was banging away at an interceptor. i was frustrated because i was having difficulty with paint blistering.
"Y'know Tom," i said, irritated, "after all this prep and stuff, sanding and whatnot, i always f* it up with the paint."
"I know what you mean." He replied with his easy, smokey voice, not looking up from his work.
"yeah, definitely..." i continued, "the painting is the hardest part."
i don't think he heard me clearly...
"Y'know Tom," i said, irritated, "after all this prep and stuff, sanding and whatnot, i always f* it up with the paint."
"I know what you mean." He replied with his easy, smokey voice, not looking up from his work.
"yeah, definitely..." i continued, "the painting is the hardest part."
i don't think he heard me clearly...