Righty-O. Apparently we have dispensed with spring and gone directly into summer. It was pretty much blazing hot yesterday. I noticed this while I was out getting *all* of the remaining plants into the ground. Huzzah.
I also bought four bags of mulch to fill in some areas in the yard and I have a question. Where does the mulch go? I mean last fall when I spread this stuff around, it covered everything. Now there are bare patches, and even the four new bags doesn't entirely cover it. So, what's the deal? We have an enclosed yard. It's not like it migrates, so where exactly does the mulch go?
[Perhaps the Home Depot elves come and steal it during the night.]
In my spare time, I think I need to give some thought to some new Guiness World Record that needs to be set. They have them for just about everything, including the World's Longest Greeting.
The pair sought to set a new world record Monday by shaking hands with one another for 9 1/2 hours, apparently beating the previous record set by two Germans by a half-hour.
The Guinness Book of World Records still must confirm the feat, one that Whittaker, 31, and Jens, 30, felt pretty confident in achieving.
"I looked up what some of the weakest records were," Whittaker said. "I'm not going to break the 100-meter dash record, but I thought I could break this record."
[That's a fine how-do-you-do.]
Quote du jour:
"Farewell, you good Leslie you! I hope you win! I hope you win!"
Jack Lemmon as Prince Frederick Hapnik
in "The Great Race"
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