The sounds of spring….

Instead of “ah, the sounds of spring” (birdies chiping, gentle breezes wafting through the trees, and squirrels chittering), it’s been “arggh, the sounds of spring” around here since 10 a.m. First the neighbor on the left mowed his lawn. Not surprising. As soon as he finished, the neighbor on the right, Mr. Power Tool, got started. He mowed. He edged. He trimmed. Four hours later, he’s still at it, and now he’s VACUUMING his freakin’ lawn!

That’s it. I’m done. The boombox is now near the open window, cranked up as far as it will go, and I’m playing classic rock. I wonder how long I’ll need to do this until HE finds it as annoying?

6:45… Oh lookie! Mr. Power Tool just fired up the grill. Time for bagpipes. Tartanic, anyone?


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  1. fireguarder

    April 16, 2007 at 3:57am

    Hee, hee! I was listening to Tartanic in the car today and cranked it up when a mobile boom-box pulled beside me at a stoplight. Drowning the sounds of spring, eh?

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      April 16, 2007 at 9:21pm

      Aye! Me thinks the highest pitched of the pipes is on par with the squeal of Mr. Power Tool’s lawn vacuum. “EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE”

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