Patterson remembers one 40-degree day when he and a passel of pajama-clad neighbors whiled away the hours in his garage.
"We sat outside from probably eight o'clock in the morning till six in the afternoon, talking, having some beer, reading the paper," he said.
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"In the garage, the gloves are kind of off," he said. "You can kind of be yourself. You're out of the house. When you go out of the house and into the garage, it's its own escape."
"I only think about things that make me happy" in the garage, said Brewer. "It's almost like therapy."
So, there you go: chillin' in the garage is the new thing.