mystery log
Of course, the damn rain blocked me from working in the yard last night. But, before dinner, when things were still dry, Nala was standing in the back doorway and said "Hey, did you put that log there?"
Confused, I said "What log?"
"The log in the back yard."
"Huh?"
"The log that's in the middle of our yard."
"I have no idea what the fuck you're talking about."
Then I looked out the window, and there was a 4-5 foot long x 6-8" diameter log sitting about halfway back to our garden. No real sign of impact, which was odd. It wasn't there when I left for work yesterday morning.
Granted, the drunks next door have been throwing rocks and small stuff in people's yards, trying to kill squirrels, but this probably fell from the cottonwood in Marie's yard. I'm just glad nobody was under it when it fell.
Comments
Speaking of "mystery logs," when did you get the new 10-incher??
Posted by: evebird | April 19, 2005 3:10 PM
Well, I could say I've always had a 10-incher...
But you mean Hawkgirl... she was bought at Easton Target at lunchtime.
Posted by: Gigamatt | April 19, 2005 3:21 PM
It's Log, It's Log, It's big, It's heavy, It's wood.
It's Log, It's Log, It's better than bad, It's good.
Posted by: kelmeister | April 20, 2005 9:01 AM
I knew it was only a matter of time (and now, I'll have that song in my head for the rest of the day.)
Everyone wants a log,
You're gonna love it log,
Come on and get your log,
Everyone needs a log!
Log, from Blammo!
Posted by: Gigamatt | April 20, 2005 9:55 AM