I was thinking about the birds and the bees today. Do you remember how awkward that first discussion was with your parents? I invite all my friends to share their first experience.
Mine was oh so classy. My dad called me into the garage where he was drinking a beer and smoking a marlboro red…and said some very memorable words…he said…”keep it in your pants”, with a nice accompanying hand gesture. awesome. As if I’d ever have sex with a girl. ew.
So Sunday we had a big wind storm here in Ohio. Guess it was the Ike aftermath. But really tons of trees were down around town and a lot of people were without power. Very unfortunate.
Ya know one thing I noticed though….I was driving home on Monday after work (and I get off of work at 4:45 ish everyday - pretty early right) that throughout the entire neighborhood I saw nice neat little piles of branches or mulched remains of the branches and debris in everyone’s front yards by the curb. What the hell? What kind of neighborhood do I live in? Doesn’t anybody work?
Note that I still haven’t cleaned up the mess. Or raked leaves. Or mowed my yard. Wind storms be damned.