Today is the day that I have been waiting for for almost 3 years. Finally....Finally! The 25 year old rusted basketball goal was pulled down by my faithful brother and his Bobcat. It has gone to a better place: The Scrap Metal Pile. This pile serves as place for all pieces of old metal to go to be cut up and then hauled to the person who will pay us for it by the pound. It's better this way.
This is also the day that the Peacock Coop & the Guinea Fowl coop were torn down and put into the dumpster. They have well served their purpose as storage for things that my dad didn't want to deal with and before that, they served well in their intended purpose. Considering that there hasn't been a Pea or Guinea Hen near them in 12 years, it was time to let them go.
Soon, very soon, the rest of the fencing and the grapevine that has overtaken everything will also have passed into the great beyond.
Anyone have a dump truck they would let me borrow for a few days?
18 July 2008
14 June 2008
This makes me mad
Tim Russert's recent death has me simmering (not quite up to boiling). He was 58 years old and dropped dead from a heart attack with his wife and college-aged son surviving him. What makes me so mad is the fact that heart attacks are preventable and the potential for a person having them are detectable. I guess it just hits a nerve with me. My mom died of a heart attack when she was 65 and that was too young, my brother has has one and he's 57 and a cousin had 90% blockage and he's 49! When the hell are we going to wake up and realize that the crap we do to ourselves is fatal? Genetics has some to do with it, but there are so many things we can do to keep this from happening.
Why is is that we are a country in denial? "Oh, that won't happen to me. I know that I'm 50 lbs overweight, have high cholesterol, have too much stress in my life and eat nothing but brown foods. But there's no way I will keel over from a heart attack." It just infuriates me! Cancer, automobile accidents, the stupidity of other people....these things we can't help. But we can help what we consume and how much exercise we get.
ARGH!
Why is is that we are a country in denial? "Oh, that won't happen to me. I know that I'm 50 lbs overweight, have high cholesterol, have too much stress in my life and eat nothing but brown foods. But there's no way I will keel over from a heart attack." It just infuriates me! Cancer, automobile accidents, the stupidity of other people....these things we can't help. But we can help what we consume and how much exercise we get.
ARGH!
02 June 2008
01 June 2008
26 May 2008
My Second Favorite Bugs Bunny Cartoon
My favorite is
What's Opera Doc. But Hillbilly Hare is a very close second. ENJOY:
23 May 2008
WRONG WRONG WRONG!!!!!!
That's how I feel this week. Too many of my notions about myself are being challenged. And, while I understand how those notions are holding me back, it's very scary for me to let them go. If I'm not (fill in the blank), then who am I? I have spent over 40 years deciding who I am and what I believe and now I realize that I'm different from what I believed myself to be. The good news is that I get to really figure out what I want and who I AM and go out and create that person. And, Damn it! That's just what I'll do!
21 May 2008
2008 Darwin Award Nominee
Not a Shred of Sense
2008 Darwin Award Nominee
Unconfirmed by Darwin
The ambulance responded to a frantic call concerning a neighbor's trip through an industrial tree shredder. It seems the individual had decided to prune his own trees, rather than hire a professional. Why not? After all, the local shop rented shredders that could make quick work of yard debris, including tree limbs up to 8 inches in diameter.
To save time (those fateful words) the neighbor had placed the shredder at the base of a great oak tree, where he could drop branches directly into the hopper. He intended to cut off the top third of the oak, since it had been killed by lightning.
With the shredder running wide open, the neighbor climbed his ladder to the first tree branch, stepped off the ladder, slipped, and fell. The paramedics found him very dead, half in and half out of the shredder's hopper, one leg shredded to the hip.
Not married, no kids, removed self from the gene pool.
2008 Darwin Award Nominee
Unconfirmed by Darwin
The ambulance responded to a frantic call concerning a neighbor's trip through an industrial tree shredder. It seems the individual had decided to prune his own trees, rather than hire a professional. Why not? After all, the local shop rented shredders that could make quick work of yard debris, including tree limbs up to 8 inches in diameter.
To save time (those fateful words) the neighbor had placed the shredder at the base of a great oak tree, where he could drop branches directly into the hopper. He intended to cut off the top third of the oak, since it had been killed by lightning.
With the shredder running wide open, the neighbor climbed his ladder to the first tree branch, stepped off the ladder, slipped, and fell. The paramedics found him very dead, half in and half out of the shredder's hopper, one leg shredded to the hip.
Not married, no kids, removed self from the gene pool.
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