It's amazing how much bondo stinks. Truly amazing. I sanded it all day today, (after scraping off the half a quart that didn't cure correctly) and never smelled it at all, as i was wisely using my respirator. Then i got in the car to go get a coffee, and couldn't figure out what the horrible chemical stench was. Then i realized that everyone at Starbucks was standing farther away from me in line than usual. I then had a mental flash forward to me exploding while starting a fire in the woodstove. I'm sure i was laced with enough fumes to be flammable. I caught a mild buzz driving back while listening to "99 red balloons" by Nina.
Maybe I'll just start wearing Bondo aftershave whenever i need a little personal space, or a little pick me up. But only in the summer.
Got all of the outside of the boat sanded, bondo'd, and sanded again. Tomorrow, sanding inside, and priming the topsides.
I "washed" my hair in my kitchen sink as it was very thick and matted with Bondo dust. Now its kind of dry and crunchy, kind of like when you comb out Mousse. (Does anyone still use that stuff, or did that stop with Duran Duran?) Maybe I'll start a line of Bondo hair and body products. Perfumes, skin desiccants, hair stiffeners and the like. I'm sure they'll sell like hotcakes.
I think I'm still high. I'm going to stop now.
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