Saturday, February 14, 2004
Beer, breakfast of champions. That’s what my brother’s Tee shirt says, and the four I just had sure tasted good. I was now ready to tackle the wayward branches in my yard, but first I donned the proper attire, leather apron, long sleeved shirt, steel toe boots, respirator mask, hard hat with visor and ear muffs. As I pulled on my long gauntlet leather gloves my feeling of manliness was almost intoxicating. Soon I stood at the base of the offending tree and prepared to pull the starter rope, when... Sign in to see full entry.
Threatening life and limb.
I pulled up in front of the power tool store, they seemed glad to see me, and even called me by name. I explained the dilemma of pruning tall trees, and they said they had just what I needed. Somehow I knew they would. After all, they sold me my chain saw, leaf blower, snow blower, hedge trimmer, post hole digger, wood splitter and automatic tire chain installer. Soon, I was waving goodbye as I eased into traffic with my newest toy securely strapped down in the back of my pickup. I could tell by... Sign in to see full entry.