The cubical jungle breeds strange officemates...
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This is where you stick random tidbits of information about yourself.
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Monday, August 26, 2002
Which Ditch to Ditch Witch
I knew when last week offered little to no excitement in the world of Pete that Monday would have to just be an overflow of idiocy that could no longer be contained. I was not disappointed!
The weekend held many exciting times for Pete. It would seem that there were not enough power cables running to Pete's home, as his work shed did not have power. Now I ask you how can you field dress a rifle and sharpen the points on your favorite huntin' arrows without electricity!!! So Pete, in his infinite wisdom, took it upon himself to rent what is known as a "Ditch Witch." Once again I found myself not in the "know" when it came to heavy equipment. After all I'm a programmer not a construction worker. If you are interested in what one looks like you can head here. Something doesn't work I pay someone to fix it or I buy a new one but I'm getting a little off track here. So Pete rents one of these big monstrosities convinced he would plough the front yard and get it ready to have an electrician come in and run cable up to the shed. Now Pete being the nice guy that he is, decides he will do the same for his mother in law (as we all know she lives next door) so Pete runs, as he put it, "A thousand foot long three foot deep trench cutting a swath of earthen destruction as if the very pits of hell had bubbled up from the surface to lay waste to human kind. The beauty of the whole thing was as he made it over to the MIL's house he cut, now pay attention this is the good part, right through her main waterline. BWAAAAAA HAAAAAA HAAAAA HAAAAAA!!!! You know I never really understood what all those signs were I use to see in front of houses in rural areas that say "Call this number before you dig." Now I do and more importantly so does Pete!
GOOD NEWS!!!!!
Pete has been given his license to kill deer on President's Island!!!! For those of you not from west TN, President's Island is a HUGE industrial complex tucked away in a grouping of trees and lakes (let's face it if your going to get rid of industrial waste then what better place to do it in when you can pour it right into the Mississippi River or bury in some form of natural habitat. So they have decided to Grant ol' Pete the privilege of a new WMA license. So he will be able to proudly display his rack of eerily glowing antlers in his new recently powered shed. Then again if this is one of the first deer killed on President's Island (at least legally) that may be worthy of a dining room piece.
2:24 PM
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