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Today we celebrate the birthday of Lewis Howard Latimer, born in 1848. He was a draftsman and inventor.

There's a coupla old tree stumps in my yard that are a bit of a penintheus to mow around, and they're awful big to try to dig out, so I was just wondering how soon they were gonna rot.

So I got out a mattock and gave a whack at the one in the back yard. It instantly split in half, and each half was easily pulled out of the ground. So it's gone.

Then I took the mattock around to the stump in the front yard and gave it a whack, and the center of the stump was so soft the mattock sunk to the hilt. So soft, in fact, that I was able to dig it out with a post hole digger.

So now it's a hollow stump, and I'll just keep filling it fulla water and see if that'll make it rot faster.

And then last night's church pot luck dinner was ten people. The presento afterwards was a disorganized mess. It was supposed to be about how bad Islam is, but it ended up being little more than an opportunity for everybody to vent about how we thought Islam was rotten.

Personally I don't see much difference between Islam and Christianity except for the number of heads that our respective make-believe sky-zombies have got.

Today looks like it's gonna be a good day to sit around and watch a tree stump rot.

Happy Watching Tree Stumps Rot!

OrneryPest