Ramblings, opinions, and general meanderings from the Deep South

Friday, August 11, 2006

Oh Hydrostatic Drive, Wherefore Art Thou?

Well the predicted temperature from yesterday was wrong. The National Weather Service at 2:53PM reported a scorching 105 degrees. Mowed half the lawn with a push mower today and hope to finish tomorrow. It rained while I was mowing. I have to repair the riding mower or a stroke or heart attack may cease my existence. Death will only ruin my already poor looks. Help me save the world from more ugliness. Donate a new John Deere, Cub Cadet, Craftsman, etc. today. Good night and good dreams...

"In summer, the song sings itself."
-William Carlos Williams (apparently never visited Mississippi in August)

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