Meaning all that dallisgrass [thanks to Dave Helton for correcting me--it's not Dallas grass, but dallis. Dallas grass is what J.R. used to smoke.] in the yard is going to get just that much more raggedier. Not that I care that much--gives the place that nice abandoned look so in favor nowadays.
Well, weekend's a'coming--going after work to pick up my brand new suits (or suets) and dropping off the old one for some reconstruction. Needs to be taken up some, which for a chubby guy is a nice change of pace from the usual need to let things out. Then to home, where it will be pizza night, and then some nice typing tonight, and then tomorrow will be the onerous task of having to go over to my in-laws' house for a function they have for the people who go to their church, and I'd rather not go because I am highly anti-social, and because I'd rather cut the grass. Which tells you the exact level of how much I-don't-wanna-goism I'm having.
Then Sunday we have one of those good fifth Sundays where we have morning services, lunch, and evening services right in a row, then the rest of the afternoon is free for us to do whatever we want and we get to see what it feels like to be a heathen. Or at least the non-evening-churchgoing variety of heathen--we have all the other bases pretty well covered, I suppose.
SO, all of you have a wonderful weekend, and I'll see you back here first thing Monday morning!
Posted by Terry Oglesby at July 29, 2005 04:08 PM