Unreadable blogs.

Some people are really clever and have very clever blogs full off clever witty things. Or cartoons. Clever cartoons are good. But really, blogs are kind of rambling and pointless unless you have some connection with the writer. It can even be an imaginary connection, but no connection usually means there’s no point to reading it. Or maybe you have a connection and the writing is boring and pompous or the writer is a jerk. But I guess my point is that some blogs are really boring to me and I was just trying to figure out why. I mean, I could give a rat’s ass about knitting and weird Australian candies, but I have to see what my sister is doing. I even learn stuff about knitting, things I don’t want to know. But yeesh. This one blog I was told to read? What the hell was the point.

Anyway, I’m rambling. It’s much more interesting than what I really did today.

I took a nap. Before and after the nap I did yardwork. It’s raining like the dickens up here. We’re on course for setting rain records for the month of May. We had an incredibly mild winter for us and now we’re getting deluges of rain. That’s the thing about Oregon, we usually get a nice steady sprinkle, not those downpours like you see on the coast or down south. Anyway, the rain is causing the damn grass to grow, so I went out and mowed and got the leaves off of the street with a gas-powered blower. What a mess. In the middle of all that, it started to rain. Later in the day it stopped raining so I decided to go back at it. I was trying to figure out if a weed burning torch would be safe to use in the city and I finally gave up that idea. I tried to start the the weed whacker I borrowed from Greg, but it was DOA. I ended up using the gas mower to cut down the weeds.

Oh, and I also broke out the steam cleaner my dad bought about 20 years ago and plugged it in for the FIRST TIME. It didn’t work for crap. That also got me to thinking about how slowly the drains ran in the bathrooms and I unclogged the sinks. I can describe the goo that accumulates when your dad smokes a pipe and uses the sink as a spittoon, but I’m sure you’re not interested. Also, the steam cleaner was so useless that I just used “Resolve” and a wet rag, and then used the cleaner to vacuum up as much water as I could. The little bit of water I got up SMELLED LIKE PIPE TOBACCO.

On top of all this, my nose was so plugged up last night that I couldn’t sleep.

Now, you see what I’m talking about? Why would anyone without some sort of connection read all that? By the way, propane powered weed burning torches are only about $15 – $20US at Harbor Freight so there’s still a chance I’m going to try one out.