Good morning, chainsaw.
Tuesday, September 19th, 2006Was woken up this morning by the sound of chainsaws. “Goddamn neighbor,” I thought. “Won’t rest until his entire yard’s bare.”
Not so much.
In the good column, they’ve cut back the brush down by the creek. In the not-so-good column–they’ve cut nearly all of it down… and they’re leaving it in big, unattractive piles […]