Lover of Pure Speech

Some people say everything, some people don't. Some people sing it, yell it, hide it or write it. I do a bunch of everything, and for the stuff I decide to write, I put that here

Just spent the past hour and forty five minutes

cutting my grass. I have a lot of property so on our ride lawnmower it takes about a total of 2 or so hours to cut it all. Thankfully I didn’t have to cut it all, but midway through cutting I start to smell this burning smell and I think to myself “Oh fuck this is the first time I havent checked the gas because I’m a cocky son of a bitch and figured I would be fine… hopefully thats not why”. Of course next thing I know the lawnmower stalls and I have to run to the garage and lug the big gas tank to the lawnmower. Thankfully it wasn’t too far away. But of course, it being a heavy gas tank and all, most of it also ends up on me and the hot engine.

That’s when I got the mental picture from the movie Drop Dead Gorgeous where the girl is driving her tractor and it explodes. Awesome classic movie

So at this point I figured it was going to explode when the engine started and I had come to accept it. Thankfully it did not and I finished my job and have sweet potatoe fries cooking in the over right now.

Class at 7. Productive day