Unfortch, I've spent the first 10 hours coming to the conclusion that in the last 3 years, I have fallen 3,000 hours behind. Keep in mind that number grows exponentially, unless nothing else happens during the catch-up time. What are the odds?
In essence, this is merely another "I'm not blogging today" blog-post. I will, however, throw in a couple of gratuitous photos, and do some finger-pointing at one reason I am further behind as a result of moving into the country: Transformers.
At least, that's what I like to call some of the monstrous farm implements that run up and down my road on any given day. They are huh-UGE, and even all folded up like this one, take up the entire road:
You do not want to get behind one of these babies when you're running late. I actually took a photo of my speedometer while I was driving behind this one, feeling certain that a high-speed crash was unlikely to happen while I took my eyes off the road.
Let's see...my house is 3 miles away, and I am going, oh... ZERO Miles per hour...I should be home...uh...NEVER!
I know that Transformers aren't entirely to blame for my 3,000 hour backlog, but if I were micromanaging and keeping track, I'd have to say that I'd only be 2,998.5 hours behind if it weren't for this guy.
I know this was a silly post; it started out so serious that my head crashed, and after spending an hour in front of blogger, I was by-God determined to leave with something on the board. Tune in for some good stuff, I mean it now.
The speedometer seems to think maintenance is required.
ReplyDeleteThis is good stuff.
ReplyDeleteI like this stuff. It has me laughing out loud!
ReplyDeleteThis is one thing I will not miss even a little once the move back to town occurs. Deer as dangerous road hazards are another.
ReplyDeleteIt's always good stuff. I miss those Transformers. Living in the desert... well... we just don't see many implements of husbandry round these here parts.
ReplyDeleteDo you know what this means????? This means you have figured out how to bend space. If you can travel at zero miles an hour and still arrive at your destination without Ever Moving, you can bend space. Or you're god. Take your pick.
ReplyDeleteI'm so glad you are getting a break. Now all you need is some sort of James Bond helicopter car and you'd be good to go.
ReplyDelete(my word verification is "ovish" as in, "Now that menopause has kicked in, I certainly don't miss the monthly cramps, but every once in a while I do feel a little ovish.")
Be careful on those roads with those huge farm implements. I lost a sister eight years ago when she came over a hill into the path of one of those "take up the whole road" machines. Be very careful.
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