|DME's Sandlot Tour official road song|
A DAY IN WHICH WE GET NOWHERE FAST, BUT GET A LOT DONE
So we ended up having to stay in Memphis over 2 nights, because it took that long to fold 1,000 t-shirts.
How we were going to get them all in the Tour Truckster was a baffling allocation-of-space-conundrum the likes of which would've driven a Hoarder with OCD (is that redundant?) to jump off a cliff.
|T-Shirts awaiting folding|
Suddenly, in a moment which can only be described as Shop-Vac like inspiration, Navigator Stacey yells: "Space bags!"
Yeah. Those things. You shove a hundred blankets into one, hit it with a vacuum cleaner and Presto it stuff is now flat as a Flounder.
|Tennessee State Line|
We picked up a selection of Space-Bags at the local Bed Bath and Beyond, in, obviously, the "Beyond" section, because Space-bags have no place in either your bedroom or bathroom.
After a little trial and error, we dialed in on the most useable size Space-Bags, stopped at the local Home Depot for a pint-sized Shop-Vac and this is what happened:
Now, I'm a neat freak. I don't have a problem with neatness, I have a problem with messes. And these Space-Bags are like neat-freak crack. I'm buying stock in the ZipLoc company.
We took a break from the folding slog and went for a beer. When we came back, almost all the rest of the unfolded shirts had been tidily folded! When we walked into the room, this is what we saw:
|Captain Maverick in Cobbler's Elf mode|
|Captain Maverick helping by folding t-shirts|
|Captain Maverick in full-on Retail Mode|
After we got all the t-shirts safely Space-Bagged, vac'd-out and stowed in the Tour Truckster, I hit the local Pac-N-Ship for a poster box. The Lady there had one that was the exact size I needed. 800 posters in a cardboard box weighs about 200 pounds. It was a chore lifting it into the back seat - but I did it, in a no uncertain profanity laced effort.
|T-Shirts folded and ready for vac-ing|
|T-shirts tidily packed|
|Every stack marked with its size|
Then it was end of day beer time. We are back on the road tomorrow noon for a 500 mile day. We will hit Philly on Thursday to wash of the road grime and get ready for a full day of press.
|Floor to ceiling, kind of like 50 airbags, so, we're safe|
|Yeah, just waiting for a State Trooper to ticket me because I can't see out the back|
Check back tomorrow for Tour day 4.
|End of day beer, Fallon IPA|