MacGyver v. 1. To use ingenuity to fix or remedy a problem using only the tools and materials readily available. 2. Jury-rig, often the precursor to hairbrainage.
N gets this concept and, when the invented item need only to 'pretend' to work, he's a frickin' genius at it. Case in point:
I have to tell you I can't remember the actual day he made it, I do remember laughing and knowing I had to take a picture of it (at the time I was not doing this blog, either).
He carried it around for a while and kept improvising things to do with it. It was a "spyer" at one point, a phone with a "secret partment" (why bother with com-partment when you don't really need the com?), it was a "hand-bomb" which I intercepted just before it hit the window, it was nearly a boat and it was a pet robot.
It was as though he made it in anticipation of needing it. That's ballsy.
Really, it is whatever you can make of it, Johnny.
There is a profundity to creativity and a courage that goes unsaid. I think about his mind process as he conjured this magical machine. What made him decide that little yellow box needed to go onto that look-around-the-corner-thingee? Did he choose the "coaches against cancer" wristband on purpose, had the Loveland Tigers one already been commandeered for some other state-of-the art counter-intelligence stealth device? And why, I wonder, is the box secured by a strap from his Handy Manny tool backpack as well as the wristband? That must be a pretty damned important box.
I truly believe that in failure lies success. In experimentation, try and fail, we find what we need to find. I should have the courage to look around me, use the resources at hand and amuse my self and others. I think I have lost that ability, or, as I have mentioned before, forgotten it. My boys always remind me how far I have gotten away from the simple, truthful, clever, divine soul we all come with.
I always think I need more stuff. I don't. I need more courage, the courage to brilliantly, gloriously, extravagantly... fail.
You know, come to think of it I don't think the boys have ever seen a hand-grenade before. Cool, my kid would have invented it. They would have invented the wheel, too.