Yesterday tried to pass
itself off as Wednesday but for some reason I kept thinking it was Thursday, or
weekend eve; anticipatory thinking at its most virulent. The good thing about Wednesdays is the weekly
lunch date with the son. It seems like
events at work try to conspire to make getting to these lunches a challenge. I’ll sit in my office just doing routine
things until just before its time to leave and then the phone starts ringing
and knocks start in on the door. I swear
these efforts are coordinated.
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| Lunch Son |
Apparently Buddy knows when
it’s Wednesday now. I always buy him two
bones at the weekly grocery shopping. He
gets one on Sunday and the other on Wednesday.
Last night he was going nuts and my wife and I couldn’t figure out why
he was so agitated. He kept going to and
sitting in front of the refrigerator. He’s
figured out I store the Wednesday bone on top of it. Finally it dawned on us dumb humans what he
was trying to say. You could almost hear
him muttering, “dumbasses” as he pranced away with his bone.
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| Buddy Finally Getting A Human to Understand |
Last night saw an epic
reduction in the mulch pile as I also decided to expand the mulch circles
around the birch trees to push back the encroaching lawn. I’ve grown tired of almost decapitating myself
while mowing the lawn and having to maneuver around the tree branches.
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| Slow Death of Mulch Pile |
I started in on the first
tree and found an incredibly large and exotic looking butterfly. It had two huge eye like features on its wings
and large eyebrow like antennae. It
obviously had just been born and was trying to figure out how to fly. I summoned my wife and the neighbor kids to
see the thing. Nature’s like that,
always giving you something new and surprising, if you just take the time to
look.
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| The Butterfly |
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| One of the Finished Tree - Note that Butterfly (in mulch next to tree) Survived My Efforts |
Lifting the sod from around
the trees was about as much fun as I anticipated. My wife wandered out to offer assistance and
I assigned her the task of spraying the trees against some invading ants. I watched as she attacked with vigor. I think ants as far south as Kentucky may have felt
the impact of her efforts, I just hope the tree survives her attentions. People need not worry about the compete level
in female military – they’re capable of terminating with extreme
prejudice. Just ask my back yard ants.
The mosquitoes finally
chased us inside where I took up watching the Bruins-Penguins playoff
game. The Penguins at least showed up
for this and it turned into an epic struggle.
The Bruins were outplayed for a lot of the game but would not yield a go
ahead goal. One player, Gregory
Campbell, broke his leg blocking a shot and still played for another minute
before returning to the bench. Hockey
players are the toughest hombres in professional sports. The game went to two overtimes where the
Bruins started to impose their will again.
Bergeron, who is forging a reputation of true legerdemain, ended the
game late in the second overtime. It was
after midnight when the goal was scored and I was so excited about the win that
I couldn’t sleep for another hour after that.
This morning came awful early but it was worth it just to see the
dejection on that punk Crosby’s face.
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| Took a While But More than Worth the Wait |
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