Looked at Dishwasher. Scratched head and armpit. Told wife I would fix, not repariman. Wife skeptical - shook head. Found schematic on web. Found YouTube video of guy repairing same DW model. Disassembled. Diagnosed problem. Chopper assembly welded in place by water scale -broke removing. Potty mouth. Ordered parts. Waited for parts. Washed dishes by hand. Wife doing ok. Parts arrived (in only a day or two!!! Fed Ex for 7 bucks!! Great deal). Put on nasty t-shirt, baggy shorts. Leaned over to fix DW. Showed butt crack. Wife rolled eyes, left room. Sweated, scraped knuckle, took break, made sandwich, checked out SportsCenter. Dropped screw down hole near the motor. Potty mouth. Wife shaking head. Jumped in car. Acquired Coke, bag of Funyuns. Harbor Freight Tools - acquired telescopic magnetic screw-go-getter-thingey (and other cool stuff I didn't need). Arrived home. Retrieved screw - magnetic thingey rocked!!! . Scrubbed disassembled area with Vinegar. Installed new chopper assembly and protector. Reassembled. Turned on DW. Purred like first car - cherry 1968 Camaro. Showed wife fixed dishwasher. Flexed biceps, stuck out chest, sucked in stomach - baggy shorts dropped to ankles. Wife laughed. (ok, kidding). Presented new silverware basket to wife. (Bottom of old one worn out - silverware would fall through). Obtained hug from wife. That night, dinner, hugs, kisses. Life is good.
"Weekend Warrior - Kickin' Butt, Takin' Names"