Dead. Line.
October 30th, 2003
The above picture was created seven or so years ago, but describes my emotional state as a professional and an expectant father.
I’ve had little time to do things like writing or posting photos. I have a load of photos to post. Really.
The polarity of pending parenthood (”I can’t wait to see this baby!” “What in the name of God have we done??”) is matched by the fires in California, the snow currently falling and the possibility that two friends may be stuck somewhere on motorcycles in the middle of the two extremes. And I haven’t heard a word from either of them.
Nevermind that it’s looking like snow for the next several days and I have neither a snow removal implement in the form of a shovel nor a machine (preferred) to decimate the snow at 90 mph.
Plus, I was going to write about the joys of leaf management with this device, which I own. Upon unpacking said device, a kind of laughter emitted from Heather that I thought might mean an ER visit. Her peals were quieted upon witnessing the utter decimation of the leaves in our front yard, despite me holding the Mulchinator, appearing like the Governor-Elect of California in Terminator 7. Snow has pretty much destroyed any more chance of breaking out my latest design-by-phallus toy until next spring. o
I never thought that I would feel such a complete sense of manhood and purpose by simply holding a motorized yard or power tool in my hands as a young man, being forced by my evil father to maintain our suburban yards throughout my youth, as I do now in my “adult” years.
Laugh all you want woman, wait till you see what I can do with this weedwacker! HAHA
dude. nice leaf boffer.
leaf blowers and circular saws. the bane of men who work from home.
nothing is more annoying.
other than a neighbor with a harley.
we turned around and headed back west as soon as we saw the snow forecast, otherwise we would have been stuck in utah for the winter. both motorcycles made it back safely. it’s too bad we didn’t get to visit the armstrongs, but we’ll have to drive over for some skiing this winter for sure.
I miss not snow, I miss it not.
After decades in the perennially half-frozen Northeast, it’s comforting to be able to be out in just a long-sleeved shirt in L.A. even though it’s November 1. I don’t have to shovel out my driveway or de-ice my car or worry about causing so much condensation with my breath that the inside of the front windshield of my car freezes over (yes, that’s happened to me). I don’t have to wear 16 layers to go out at night and hope I’ll be able to find them all at the end of the night. The only problem is that the lack of winter (and fall, really) screws with my internal calendar to the point where you could very easily convince me it’s still September right now.
What happened to your smoghat.com daddy?
Greetings
I have the Black&Decker version of that and it sucks, it’s no faster than a rake and a hell of a lot noisier. My neighbor has one too and he works it about an hour or more per day year ’round and drives me batshit. I take it yours didn’t work either. Just be glad you don’t have three giant pecan trees in your yard. Good god.