Ehhhhh. Howzabout yet another short, practically meaningless entry? OK, here it comes. Pay attention, so's you don't miss it. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . So OK, that was stupid. . . . . . . . . . . And so was that. In other news.... It's a pretty sad world when we're reduced to joyous cheers when we kill a guy's sons. Geez, I'm really not being very American here, am I? Yeah, yeah, they were bad guys, the worst of guys. I simply abhor what it says about us. And yeah, there were a lot of people cheered on 9/11. Not my kind of people. At. All. Bloodlust is ugly, no matter which side is expressing it. And all too human. Fuckers. Matt came over tonight and we started working. First thing was the taking down of the huge tree limbs that threaten to fall on the deck. I don't want my deck broken, y'see. Yeah, of course. The limb finally comes down, and makes a hole in the deck in the absolute hardest place to repair. So, next I'm rummaging around in the shed getting stuff to straighten the fence up, and Matt gets a saw and starts working on the overgrowth by the back fence. The first thing that he does is... starts cutting the one bush that we want to save... the liliac. I caught him before it was about half down. I think that it might survive. And it started getting hot, and I gave up on it after getting the fence straightened. I've gotta do some dirt work to make it stay that way, though, but that'll be this weekend, in the meantime it's being held straight with a come-along. Work today... heh. Same story. Not worth repeating. One bright spot... I hit a vein and surprised a lady who says that usually it takes about six sticks by three different people. Damn, I'm good. Oops, I'm not being very humble tonight, am I? Well, you know what I've always said: F*** that humility s**t. One thing I was thinking about today, though. I've written about the heartbreak of people with bad news, and how hard it is to keep a straight face... well, I haven't written about the good news people, and there are many more of them, and man! Does it ever feel good to have that happen! Keeps me going, it does.