…. Well, the job is done….. the “decorative” gravel that was piled unceremoniously out back is now decorating an enormous swath of my grassless wasteland bordered by impenetrable jungle vibrant lawn…..
…. I’d like to thank all y’all though…. each and every one of you…..
… and while I noticed half-way through my ordeal that none of you rubberneckers had shown up to assist me, I did imagine that each of you – in your own way – were sending me fluffy, bunny rabbit thoughts and great tidings of good cheer, hoisting a beer, break-a-leg, and Git’r’Done….. indeed, that very thought buoyed my flagging spirits as the rivulets of perspiration snaked down between my laboring shoulder blades all afternoon….
… I even noticed a renewed quickness in my step because of your imagined thoughtfulness, and I gripped the handle of my shovel with a remarkably healthy vigor…. you guys should have seen me in action while I was spiking on the overdose of good vibes that I just knew y’all were tossing in my direction…..
…. So, thanks for your kind assistance – however mild…. but when it comes time to move our “boulder” into its new nest in the ‘Zen rock garden’, you bastards had better show up to help in person.….. sending kind brainwaves and chuckling while sipping your drinks from far away just isn’t going to cut it, ladies and gentlemen…… that damn rock is HUGE….
… I’m off to have a gin and tonic and lather myself in some sort of mentholated ointment….. and the chicken parmesan is almost ready to be freed his oveny confines….. so it is definitely “feet-up” time….. see what y’all missed?..... sheesh……
"...and I gripped the handle of my shovel with a remarkably healthy vigor…."
And now you know why I didn't show up to help...Been there, done that! Just Damn!
Bullshitted by Dax Montana on April 20, 2007 08:35 PM... be thou not afraid, Dax.... there is comfort in honest labor....
... and besides, it wasn't you that I was after that morning anyways....
well a little advanced notice and I'll help you move stuff. I might not be smart but I can carry heavy things.
The random Internet surfer, upon happening on this comment thread, could only imagine what The Backstory might be...
Bullshitted by Elisson on April 20, 2007 09:47 PMya know, if I lived closer... really.
But, I am so very glad that all those good vibes directed your way really made the job easier... really. I feel better now.
Bullshitted by Jean on April 20, 2007 09:53 PMYou know, I wondered why that single malt was so much smoother than the previous day.
Thanks neef Eric.
I thought about you as I downed a shot of whiskey and prepared for my nap yesterday afternoon. Just keeping the couch warm while you work. Damn, that last bit didn't sound right but you get the gist.
Bullshitted by Richard on April 21, 2007 04:13 AMYou should have started out with the Gin and Tonics to get us to come over and help...
Bullshitted by Blackfive on April 21, 2007 08:39 AMMatt's right. And it could make for some very interesting stories.
Something to keep in mind for the Great Boulder Migration.
Bullshitted by That 1 Guy on April 21, 2007 11:22 AMIn honor of that heroic effort, I mixed a SWGravel Martini. Topped off a martini glass of Vodka, added lemon peel, and pointed the bottle of Vermouth in the general direction of Tennessee.
Good enough vibes for ya?
Bullshitted by Cappy on April 21, 2007 03:03 PMI sent two illegal aliens that way to help you..they know how to make good use of them Mexican backhoes..you mean they didn't show up? Hmmm
Bullshitted by GUYK on April 21, 2007 05:21 PMBoobie, you know how fond I am of you and I would HOPE that you'd cut me just a leeeetle bit of slack, given the distance between us.
There is nothing I'd rather do than bust my tired groodies for a friend, and then have him reward me with his stash of Green Fairy. I'd do the same for you.
Hey, we were on our way but then K decided he needed to finish his 'man room' so we were all tied up,,,I'll shut up now!
Bullshitted by Michele on April 22, 2007 02:32 PM