My Dad was the original hack, I like to think. Duct-tape? Always. (the value-pack of 4 rolls) He used it the way one might use scotch-tape, making birthdays and Christmas very drawn-out and sometimes exasperating experiences. No chance that toy was going to escape its encasement in the old coffee-maker box with every possible opening sealed shut with duct-tape. And clamps! He loves clamps and always has. Clamps clamped everything. If clothes were fitting a bit loose, I’m sure my Dad would have suggested a clamp at the back and would not have understood why this wasn’t an option.
Also, he was under the impression that it was solely up to him to invent things.
I made this neat box to carry our clothes when we go away, it comes with these little dividers I made out of...
You know they've invented suitcases, right?
Aaah, but do suitcases come with a little compartment like this for your laundry?
Yes, Dad. They do.
But do they have these fancy handles??
Yes again, Dad. Handles are pretty standard...
He was thrilled to be called upon to "hack" a repair to a broken Barbie doll because lucky for him, his granddaughters were obsessed with them. Well, not a Barbie...a Ken. They liked the men Barbies. I refuse to acknowledge the weirdness of 8 or 10 shirtless man Barbies propped around the living room, or set to cross a make-shift rope ladder over a "river" filled with snakes. As far as I can tell, my girls are (and always were) very well-adjusted and sweet girly girls - but! They liked the men dolls!? Kens. Or Tarzan, in this case. My daughters were too creative for just Barbie and Ken, their doll names were elaborate and ethnically diverse with specific spellings, but for some reason, Tarzan was always just Tarzan. And his leg had fallen off into the snake-infested waters.
My Dad sprung into action. (he sprang into action back then. Now, he kind of accidentally falls into action while we hold our breath, hoping no hips get broken). He unearthed the good old clamps. And not so much unearthed, as they were sitting right there, ready for use at a second's notice. When Tarzan recovered from surgery, he had a couple of protruding bolts, a large patch of a mysterious gluey-type substance(?) and a leg which would never move again. The girls were thrilled at the added "character".
It's not just about making life easier, it's about challenging the way we are used to doing things to see if we can do it better. Don't keep making grilled-cheese sandwiches in a pan! Flip that toaster on its side! Its...its...okay, wait. Don't do that one. It's messy and a fire-hazard and takes longer anyway. But you get the idea. Plus, it's much more fun to use a cutting from a pool noodle as a door-stop than a...door-stop. (door-stops are ugly). Thankfully, I do have my limits.
With that, I give you...
Bob Marley cord holder.