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Thursday, March 22, 2007

OK...so apparently not everything was broken. I call home today to see if my lovely wife would like to do lunch and what do I find out? The city is digging up our driveway. I'm not entirely certain why but it doesn't look like it's to fix whatever is leaking into the median between the sidewalk and the road in front of our house. Do you know what breeds in sitting water with a slick, oily sheen (I mean, besides boxing promoters and horror film producers)? Mosquitoes. Malaria carrying, encephalitis inducing, blood sucking, buzzing-in-your-ear annoying mosquitoes. So not only do we have to deal with rambling boxing promoters, raging horror film producers and blood thirsty, carnivorous insects, we can't escape them and we can't invite any of our friends over to enjoy the scenery. Maybe I can get lucky and get some film of the insectile pterodactyls sucking the black bile blood of some mutated boxer who was about to chop off the head of a surgically altered pro-wrestling bimbo. If so, I'll post something here to let you know about it. That is assuming, of course, that the city waterworks guys don't dig to China, discover gold under my sidewalk or, worst of all, discovery my secret underground lair.

Thanks for Reading.

Labels: blood, boxing, holes, horror films, insects

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