A few thoughts that I happened to be mulling over while painting my bedroom furniture today.
-There should be a 24-hour waiting period for impulsive people wishing to buy spraypaint (but manufacturers know this would drastically reduce their sales, so they quash all attempts at reform). I may lobby for this legislation to protect myself from future projects.
-There's a reason they warn about proper ventilation on the can. Seriously. And not just for breathing. When the particles are aerosolized in a place with no wind (ie my sunken patio), they are automatically attracted to living things. At least now I look like I have a tan for the first time in my life.
-Spraypaint acts like superglue, cementing large quantities of dirt to the soles of bare feet. But the bare feet are black with paint and look more like bear feet anyway. The problem is how to get across the white carpet to the bathtub...
-Spraypaint makes the inside of your nose feel crinkly.
-Spraypaint reacts with chemicals in boogers to render them rock-solid and immovable, no matter how hard you blow. (Normal Kleenex or toilet tissue is not sufficient for rigorous excavation... you'll need Bounty paper towels or napkins)
-A fan helps with the air movement problem, but only if pointed AWAY from your project.
-No matter how wonderful of a job you do on the other surfaces, the top (or most visible) will look splotchy. This problem cannot be solved by tilting or rotating the surface; the paint KNOWS which side you most want to look nice and purposely avoids it.
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