Walt Whitman has Leaves of Grass. Me? I have Blades of Grass.
Today was yet another day off of work (almost got all the vacation time burned) and I set myself the goal of mowing the lawn. It’s been getting a bit on the long side. Of course, today was also the day that Mother Nature set the goal for it to get upwards of 93 degrees.
Clearly, she and I need to get on the same wavelength.
That said, I leave you some choice quotes on the subject :
- Plans to mow the lawn delayed by the fact that it’s hot enough to melt the lawn mower.
– Tweet @ 3:54pm - Me : Going outside to mow. If I die of heatstroke, I just want you to know …
Me : … you can’t have any of my stuff.
Jon : Bastard
– IM conversation with my brother @ 5:50pm - I always learn something while mowing the lawn. Today I learned we have an underground bee’s nest in the backyard. #owstingow
– Tweet @ 6:30pm
Something tells me ol’ Walt has nothing to worry about.
Moose and Ink 