Once more trapped in the house by the big orange trucks. They are tearing up both to the left and to the right. And the house across the street has huge honking holes in their yard as the trucks dug right into it.
They dug into my front yard last week. No promises they won't do it again. But really! I've got dump trucks and CATs and some other big equipment I can't identify. And one tiny little green toy-almost CAT-looking thing, if CATs were made from my brother's erector set.
Plus something to raze the road even again. Woo hoo. Looks like they're beginning to patch for the day. Tomorrow they will likely come dig it all up again.
We've had detours going one way, and then the other, sometimes both in one day. They are certainly busy enough - I can't fault them for not working, because clearly they do and are. But man, the dust they kick up, and the asphalt scent in the air does not make me want to open the windows. And for the first time in *DAYS* it is under 90 degrees out, and breezy. I want my breezy! It is only 78 out there right now, and I can't enjoy it because of the smell.
And because I saw this on my flist this morning and it seems to be the only thing to make me laugh today, I'm going to inflict it on all of you:
Dance off with the Star Wars Stars (thanks,
pegkerr!):
They dug into my front yard last week. No promises they won't do it again. But really! I've got dump trucks and CATs and some other big equipment I can't identify. And one tiny little green toy-almost CAT-looking thing, if CATs were made from my brother's erector set.
Plus something to raze the road even again. Woo hoo. Looks like they're beginning to patch for the day. Tomorrow they will likely come dig it all up again.
We've had detours going one way, and then the other, sometimes both in one day. They are certainly busy enough - I can't fault them for not working, because clearly they do and are. But man, the dust they kick up, and the asphalt scent in the air does not make me want to open the windows. And for the first time in *DAYS* it is under 90 degrees out, and breezy. I want my breezy! It is only 78 out there right now, and I can't enjoy it because of the smell.
And because I saw this on my flist this morning and it seems to be the only thing to make me laugh today, I'm going to inflict it on all of you:
Dance off with the Star Wars Stars (thanks,
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Not your woes with the construction crews and stinky air ruining cool breezes. I sympathise with that. But a Star Wars dance off...Snicker.
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Huge tonka toys should be cool, tearing up the yard and street sucks.
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And funny as the Vader and Trooper Troupe was, I still think Chewy and friend stole the show.
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Because partly the title hit my SW-mockery squick.
But for you? I may have to watch it.
Bitch.
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And it didn't really mock so much as tease lovingly.
Jerk.