A couple random things things…
I hate yard work. I mean I hate it with a passion. I don’t have an overly large yard, and mowing it I don’t care all that much. But then I have to spray for weeds. Then I have to put down vegetation killer to kill the grass where it shouldn’t be. Then I have to trim all the edges.
There’s ton’s of dead stuff I really need to pull out but I just hate doing yard work. Doubly so since out here it’s either cold and nasty or boiling and oppressive. I got most of the edging done before it became boiling and oppressive. I am planning on spraying weed and feed tonight as well as putting down vegetation killer, but we’ll see if I’m up to it.
While weed whacking and lost in my own thoughts I realized something. The following requires way too much suspension of disbelief.
While many would say time wouldn’t slow down with hammy hopped up on caffeine, obviously you have never met a mini-bear. Poor Mr. Eeds was almost over run by them. They were just so damn fast. We lost two waist packs to them as well in under 2 seconds to get at our snack food. Seriously, we put the packs on the ground and bam it was over.
No, the item that is just completely unbelievable can be seen at 0:22. There is no way that a woman that uptight in one of those cookie cutter style neighborhoods would be doing her own yard work. No, she’s hiring the local Mexicans to come do her yard work.
- I wish I had been able to call in to the Squirrel Report last night. The next thing I am hacking is my lawn mower and that damn button I have to push to go in reverse with the PTO on. If I don’t push the button, the engine dies. That is a problem right now as I need to replace the battery in the lawn mower.
My new phone and ears for shooting is an awesome combo for yard work. I was able to listen to Pandora the whole time while working. As Weer’d says, Dub Step Get’s Shit Done. I came back in after 3 hours and thought maybe it had been one. It’s the power of the Wub! This played while I was rounding up debris on the mower. It was bookmarked for the wife.
I figure with the flute she’ll appreciate it.
An additional side note. I’m not going to do the State Sponsored Criminal Count on weekends unless one rolls in and I really feel like doing it. It’s pretty easy to find content for it however it’s my weekend. I don’t like spending my weekend thinking about how badly I’d like to shove my foot right up someone’s ass. Instead I’m going to try and find something else to blog about on the weekends. Besides the wife is going to start having Sundays off on a regular basis now. So she’ll be coming to the USPSA matches more regularly.
Doing that count can be a serious downer.