Our local nutsoid campus preacher is out and about, yelling the Word of JAY-sus!!! to all passers-by.
My landlady has stopped shopping for new furnaces, since, as she says, “the furnace season is over.” Therefore, according to her, there’s no point in blowing money on new furnaces right now. She’s planning on waiting until next fall. At which point, of course, it’ll be too late to replace the furnaces, because people will be running the furnaces they have all the time, and why replace a furnace that’s still working? So she might as well wait until next spring. I think my landlady is in her…oh…at least 3rd or 4th cycle of thinking of buying new furnaces at this point.
The lizards have returned to my back porch and last Friday I killed the first wasps on my back porch. My porch is screened in. Wasps are ok outside but if they come inside the screened porch, they must die. The third and final sign will be a spider floating in my hot tub. Damn spiders try to go hot tubbing every spring.
Limping dogs with cruciate ligament tears and cats with fishooks.
Every spring, people take their dogs to the park and allow/encourage them to over do it. And every spring fishermen get their tackle ready, and the cat investigates the fishy smelling hooks, getting one caught in the lip.
Oh, yeah…I forgot one of the funniest ones! The crazy ducks are once again stopping by to hang out in the swimming pool for a day or so before heading further north for the summer.
Yesterday the wind blew so hard the porch umbrella snapped in half and landed in the driveway. Today there’s a foot of fresh snow of the ground. Ah. Spring.
It must be spring…I am gambling on not running out of heating oil before it gets too warm to need the heat at night, and waiting until next year to buy more. I prebought this year and still have a substantial credit since it’s been so temperate.
