A few weeks ago (actually, more like about 2 months ago) my plan was to tear apart the old, decrepid, not-even-close-to-being-up-to-code deck in my back yard and rebuild it. I finally got around to starting it Friday. All throughout the initial teardown, there were various spiders, earwigs and other crawly things scurrying around. I tried as best I could to not think about those 8-legged things, because of my previously mentioned aversion to them. And I'm quite proud to say that I did so rather well.
About halfway through the teardown, I noticed an odd looking critter scurrying accross one of the boards. Looked kinda like an earwig at first, but was a semi-clear color. Then I saw another. And another. Then it hit me what they were. And I am none too happy. Actually, I am not at all happy. I am quite un
happy, as a matter of fact. Yes, that junky arse deck in my back yard (butting right up against my house) is infested with termites. Y'know, I blame Bush. I didn't have termites when Clinton was President, so it must be Bush's fault.* Can I sue the White House for whatever it costs me to get rid of these frackin' bugs?
On a completely unrelated and much happier note, it is one of my friends
' birthday! Yeah! Happy Birthday, Froot Loop
! Don't party tooooooo hard (yeah, right! lol). Now, in celebration (as well as disgust about the termites) I think I'm going to get stinkin' drunk tonight.
*Yes, that was a joke. I'm in a bad mood, and making stupid jokes in a feeble attempt to boost my spirits is what I do in that situation. I know that Bush had absolutely nothing to do with it, since everyone knows that Rove is the puppeteer, so it's all his
Posted at 10/22/2005 7:46:12 am by PhilM