Oh by the way, folks,
Today we make fun of a nice young couple for exhibiting a bit of indiscretion as to where to submit to the throes of marital lust. Actually we oughta make fun of our own hung-up social order for being more offended by public display of affection than we are by all the massive injustices in the world.
But anyhow, nothing much happened yesterday except that my tree-chopping permit, which I submitted almost a month ago, finally got approved.
So I notified the tree-chopping contractor, who apologized for being probably not able to get to it until next week, so I said, hey, no problem, the tree's been dead for a coupla years, it'll most likely still be dead next week.
Sure glad I'm not having the stump dug out. Environmental approval for that would probably take at least six months.
Today looks like nothing's gonna happen except that Priscilla the Prius has gotta go into the shop to look into a tire leak. The right rear tire was losing pressure about a pound or two a day, so we took it in and they rotated the tires because they couldn't find anything wrong with it, so now the losing tire is one of the other tires.
Same tire, different place. Hey, if you can't fix the problem, just move it around!
Happy Moving Problems Around!
Signs of life