Whatever you do, don’t do what I did.
We have an excess of clay in our local soil. I figured, hey, life is handing me lemons, why don’t I make lemonade. I built myself a small shack in the backyard, collected the excess clay, and began to make pottery.
One night, while engaged at the wheel with a project, Unchained Melody by the Righteous Brothers started playing on the small stereo I had purchased for the shack. At first the music inspired me. It was almost as though there were ghostly hands guiding my own. The pottery gods were indeed smiling down upon me.
Then it got uncomfortable.
The “invisible hands” started feeling a little too “touchy feely” and I felt what I can only describe as an awkward pressure against my backside.
Long story short, Patrick Swayze is not very picky.