Dave LeCompte (really) (tsmaster) wrote,
Dave LeCompte (really)
tsmaster

Trowel, check.

I went to Home Depot last night. I still want to spell it "Home Despot", but I consider allegedly humorous misspellings of trademarks one of the lowest forms of humor.

I picked up new adhesive numbers and letters for my mailbox. The previous owners left the mailbox with some pretty shabby vinyl lettering on it, and they've been getting shabbier for the past 3 1/2 years. I finally decided to spend a couple of bucks and make the mailbox look... unshabby, I guess. I mean, the box itself isn't much to look at, and adhesive metal letters are no reason to book a trip to come visit.

I also had a shopping list of random gardeny implements of destruction, including a new trowel and forky-rake like gizmo. I'm pleased to say I purchased the whole list and a few other truly useful things that weren't on the list.

And it was raining by the time I got home. So I didn't feel too guilty about not mowing.


So, by the way, the riding lawnmower - seems I had a name for it once. The Monstrosity, or something. That one's been in the shop for the past couple of weeks. I probably slept through the relevant day of Lawnmower 101, but I have a hard time keeping mowers actually working over the winter. I'm pretty sure that it's because I neglect to properly condition the last tank of gas that I put into the device in the fall. One of these years I'll learn the lesson. So, this morning, I get a call at 8:30 and it's the shop asking if it's OK to drop off the mower today. I'm delighted. Plus, it's still raining, so I get a few more days of non-mowing. It's good and bad, but I'll revel in the excuse for the time being.


Also, over the past few days, I've been working on a new project: attempting to cough up a lung. This has been mildly productive, but only in the sense that cold medicines use ("productive coughs"). I had at first guessed that my nasal/sinus/throat symptoms were brought on by allergies, but I'm beginning to suspect something else, as the rains have been cleaning the pollen out of the air. Or so I would assume. Monday I came in to work gooned out on some remedy or other, and since then I've been testing the notion that I've recovered. Turns out? Not so much.


One last, and utterly disconnected, note: Someone should fire Bush's Deputy of Neckwear. I spent much of the speech watching the interference patterns caused by the pattern of his tie being right on the edge of NTSC resolution. Hm. Seems I heard some news report about short attention spans in America's youth. I hope somebody else was listening to it, because I was probably looking at something shiny.

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