August 29, 2005


But you knew that already.

High times at Rancho non-Sequitor as of late: I came back to campus to discover that a committte had been meeting in secret with the intent of forcibly breaking up my department. Big. Mistake. So much of the past week has been spent pouring vast quantities of extremely hot oil down from the ramparts onto the narrow shoulders of my colleagues.

You think someday they would get the message and leave me alone....

Also, last week was the start of school for the kids, with the big guy getting on the bus for first grade and his sister being the queen of the elementary school bus stop going into grade 3. The two year old, rather than be thrilled with the new found attention from her mom, has decided to take out her unhappiness on me, so much of the week passed with me being declared to be "ME MEAN!" which is her way of saying "I think you're mean." Alas.

We also got a nasty little ding letter from the neighborhood association for having weeds in our vegetable garden. For. The. Love. Of. All. That. Is. Holy. It could've been the makings of a great "Lifetime Network" movie of the week starring Tracey Gold about a suburban mom, coping on her own, after her husband goes to prison for taking a weed-whacker and disembowling a neighborhood busybody. I had to settle for sticking pink flamingos into the person's mailbox flowerbed.

That, and she should be getting an interesting message appearing---like magic!---in her lawn in oh about 3-4 weeks.

Gawd, I love the uses lawn fertilizer can be put to!

Anyhoo, I'm going to ease back into the blogging thing over the course of the week, and will try not to pull a hammy. The good thing is that at the end of the week I'll be up in Our Nation's Capitol for the political science convention, where hopefully I'll get a chance to meet Dr. Rusty himself, and down a considerable quantity of adult beverages in the process. Rob, I think we might have to clear the decks.

That's enough to me, I think it's time for a nap. Gosh, the first week back and I'm already sleeping in the afternoon....

Posted by Steve at August 29, 2005 02:40 PM | TrackBack

Sheesh. And I thought my week/morning was challenging...

Posted by: Rae at August 29, 2005 02:47 PM

also, indiscrimenant use of fertilizers are environmental pollutants, no matter how much you hate your neighbors. (Throw dog or cat poop instead).

Posted by: babs at August 29, 2005 04:00 PM

Yeah, but Babs, can you get cat poop to have the words "I SUCK" appear in their lawn, and stay there for one and sometimes 2 years at a time?

I think not.

Posted by: Steve the LB at August 29, 2005 04:40 PM

Use dog urine and it will be a nice brown no grow zone...

Posted by: LB buddy at August 29, 2005 04:58 PM

I prefer to send Hookers over at all hours of the night. Of course it'd help if you lived in a village full of crack shanties like I do.

Posted by: phin at August 29, 2005 04:59 PM

If hurricane you-know-who doesn't stop blowing I may not be able to get there.

Posted by: Rusty at August 29, 2005 05:17 PM
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