Man. It’s been a long ass time since I’ve done the blogging bit. First off, I apologize. Computer hardware problems killed an entire week. Not that I would’ve written but it’s a viable excuse. Well it was an excuse.
Not much going on in our neck of the woods. We’ve got some serious summer going on. Everyone’s out exercising, working on remodeling projects and mowing lawns. The sweet sounds of summer. Lawn mower engines and the sound of hammers driving nails.
Lost ended the season in complete confusion and mystery. More questions. I’m sure Locke and Mr. Eko are okay. Charlie seemed unconcerned and he was at the site of the blast. I wonder if the key Desmond turned reversed the polarity of the magnet? I suppose I could check the fuselage or the transmission for further analysis but I think I’ll just let hang out there in my head. Anyways I love that frickin’ show. Too bad it’s a summer of repeats.
Haha. Okay. Here’s a new one. The beginning of June always brings change to our neighborhood. New renters. The first night is generally a rambunctious one in the neighborhood and you can learn quite a bit about um, their lifestyle choices as the evening progresses. Keg stand in the front lawn anyone?
Our young renters last night surprised us. Tiki torch–check. Chillin’ on upholstered ghetto porch couch–check. Beverages–check. Reading books and doing homework–wtf? Planting flowerbed in front of porch–huh? Haha. I’ve now seen it all. I’m quite pleased actually but suspicious.
Nothing big this weekend. Just chill. Werd to yer mother.