Standing in a garage cluttered with buckets of iron rods, piles of rotary blades, and a vast array of rusty scrap metal, Wayne Deaton picks up a large metal wrench and says, "This will be a grasshopper." Pointing to tight coils of wire, he says, "Those are Wiener dogs." He pulls a handheld scythe out of a bucket and says, "What is this?" Running hi...
