Rimboche SJ in a Comoy’s prince, out here on the porch with some hot tea. Fall colors are blazing all around and I love it. Except for the sound of every neighbor’s leaf blower, mower and barking dog. After spending so much time in the silent woods of the UP, noise is especially grating to me now.
Neighbors across the street have rented an enormous red dumpster. There is a lot of clattering happening over there, as the male regularly comes out of the house with an armload of something and tosses it in. I can only guess that they’ve dismantled their spacecraft and (for some fucked reason) have decided to stay on this planet.
The other neighbor just installed yet another light in his driveway...this one lights up the light that lights up the light that lights up his driveway. It may provide a good pellet gun target...
ok, I’ll stop shaking my cane now.