You know you live in a hick town when, driving down the highway, the order of traffic is something like:
Combine / semi / combine / log truck / 10 cars / you / 10 cars / semi / 10 cars
All going 15 mph. Bless you, Alpine Road. Bless you. And Kyle Road.
Funny random thing: Kyle, who I mention from time to time, lives on, yes, Kyle Road.
Also, it's freaking hot out. I hate summer. I just got back from pressure washing a house. For those of you keeping score, this would be the same house where I was climbing around on the tile roof and scraping moss and pressure washing. In the sun. And while the $10 per hour I'm getting paid for this is great, it would be great if we could just give summer a miss and head straight on into fall.
Fall will be reasonably exciting. More on this later. Probably on Saturday, after I take my first set of Praxis II exams. Which start at 7:30 am and end at like, one. Monmouth is about an hour fifteen from my house. Do the math. It's very bad math.
Come the Revolution, morning people will be purged.
Posted by Dwip at August 3, 2005 5:39 PM