A string and two empty soup cans... 
We went a bit lower tech: a connecting door.
Or, just keep your cell phone with ya.
The garage is part way under the Kitchen adjoining the basement. There is a connecting door to the basement and then a flight of stairs and a door at the top by the kitchen. We don't keep cell phones too close at hand when we're at home.
Oh, and do NOT marry that girl. NOW - she brings your a beer to the garage and lets you know when dinner is ready. THEN - if you marry her, she'll be calling you to tell you to come in and fix something or change the kid's diaper. Forget beers and dinner.
Then again, if you're lucky, the wife calls you out to the garage because she needs help working on her bike...
We've lived together for 7 years now, I have no intentions of screwing up a good thing
I yell;
"Beer Me Wench!", and if she hears me, she comes a runnin with a fresh beer. She knows I'll be to greasy too fool around and takes the opportunity tease me with a quick flash before bouncing back up the stairs. I lover her
I keep her bike in good order, she doesn't have to get dirty
I'm lookin into the Westinghouse models.
