pumascissors

Big brother and his very pregnant wife are coming down Friday night. We're heading west Saturday morning. At least as far as I know.

Got a lot of work done on the house. The well house looks brand new. And that's a good thing. We put in some long days working on it. The new preacher next door brought us a watermelon. That was awful nice of him.

I got stung by a red wasp Tuesday morning. I was cleaning out the gutters and the bastard got me on my right ring finger. My whole hand swelled up. It's just now returning to normal. We decided to fix the rest of the gutters when the weather's a little colder. We probably killed about forty of the biggest red wasps I'd ever seen. And they kept sending reinforcements. We've also got some aggressive little rascals living under a bush out front. Their sting hurts like a sumbitch. And they can't be killed by white man's weapons. I got stung three times while mowing the lawn last week. Once on each ankle and once on my right butt cheek. So I got the hell out of Dodge. But I will have my revenge. Nah. I don't give a shit if they wanna live under the bush.

Saw a black cat on the burn pile. It ran from me. None of the fuzzy critters will let me love up on them. I could roll around under that bush and make fifty new friends. No thanks. I'm gonna work on some scenes for the boston pig now. byebye