Well, our roofers left here on Wednesday a little after noon, and a truck finally showed up to remove the dumpster from it's spot blocking my garage door about 3:30 PM yesterday, thus ending our torture in a mercifully short period of time.
The way things started, I was actually expecting at least a week long saga, but I was obviously wrong.
What kills me is how they managed to convert what should have been a one day job into three days of upset for the people residing in the property they were working on.
I guess that if you were born in a barn or spend your adult life living in a barn (with all due respect to Jesus) like most of these guys apparently did or do, there is a certain degree of satisfaction to be gained by interrupting the lives of "all them rich people" that live "out on that there island."
You might have to live here in Glynn county to catch the meaning and humor in that statement...
but any way...
As usual, the "professional" media is freaking out about the usual stupid things.
Things like hurricanes, the stock market, the housing bubble, and trapped coal miners.
I have to admit that I'm having a good deal of trouble lifting a finger and pointing it toward a keyboard to even offer an intelligent rebuttal. What can I say anyway?
The media is populated largely by the bottom 25% of each class of high school graduates and college freshmen that ended up in Journalism by default after they flunked out of the Music department because they couldn't play an instrument or carry a tune in a bucket singing.
I, on the other hand, continue to increase my mental powers and now spend my time contemplating issues far beyond the interest of the average human. In fact, I've discovered something akin to "Viagra" for the mind that is not only safe, legal, and readily available, but unfortunately occasionally causes swelling of my head that lasts longer than four hours.
When that happens, the blood supply to my brain causes me to look something like this:
I've got to go now and work on solving the world's problems...