Oh by the way, folks,
Today we make fun of Nigeria, where rational thought is regarded as a mental illness.
Yesterday nothing happened, thus enabling me to finally finish chopping up the buncha branches and twigs from the hailstorm a few weeks ago. Nine more wheelbarrow loads of free giveaway firewood and several cubic yards of compostable stuff.
The underground tron installers have finally crossed Langley Lane with their installation. That's about one block progress in 3 weeks. At this rate, it's 3 more weeks to C Street, three more weeks to Woodburn Street, and then another week and a half to in front of my place.
Of course I don't know their actual schedule. Further progress could happen either lots faster or lots slower than my utterly uneducated wild and crazy presumption.
And so today it looks like nothing's gonna happen unless Walgreens calls and tells me it's time to go score my dope deal.
Signs of life