Mike, Christy, Meredith and Bobby slap one more gallon of off-white paint up before strapping in, grabbing a mic, and hitting the drive-thru for a venti half-caff cup of Mike\u2019s basketball tears (sorry, Mike) on the way to a stranger\u2019s woodshop. We\u2019d have parked, but only pheasants walk up, and it\u2019s still a little cold for these parachute shorts.