There used to be pirates robbing boats in the oceans close to Europe and North America. Some of those pirates have become legend. And a few fictional versions of those boat robbing pirates have become substitute super-heroes too. For reasons that I'm quite sure, there are no more pirates robbing boats in the oceans close to Europe and North America. However, there are pirates robbing boats close to the oceans of Africa. African Pirates isn't the same as nineteenth century pirates though. African Pirates don't have peg legs, whiskey bottles, parrots and go yo ho ho and a bottle of rum. Still, I'm not planning to go on a boat voyage across the oceans of Africa anytime soon. As a result, I probably won't have to worry too much about African boat robbing pirates.
Friday, March 30, 2012
The electric fan isn't turned on. It would've been turned on earlier this month when the weather felt more like Summer with eight and ninety degree tempreture. But now the weather is between thirty to sixty degrees. So now the electric fan has been turned off. I'm sure that when the weather returns to eighty to ninety degree tempreture, then it will be time to turn the electric fan back on.
It's night. Soon to be morning. Or is it already morning. I should be going to bed right now. I'm surfing the internet instead. It's easy to get addicted to the internet. There's so much to see on the internet. I should be going to bed and getting some rest instead. So I shall try to pull myself away from the computer long enough to get some rest.
While I'm finishing up my internet surfing, here is a photo of film actress and rock star Lindsay Lohan. Lindsay Lohan looks so cute in that outfit.
Thursday, March 29, 2012
The task of lawn mowing is very serious. For if you don't have a presentable lawn, the general public's view of you will diminish. The grass should be at a certain height. I never had to worry about lawn mowing when I had my own apartment for twelve years. The lawn mowing was handled by other people. When I get my own apartment restored, I won't have to worry about lawn mowing once again. However, in order for me to get my own apartment, I'll need to go hunting for employment. I can't sit around like Peter Pan playing video games and eating popcorn waiting for employment to magically appear from thin air simply because I'm a nice guy. Employment is earned from tirelessly filling out a lot of job application forms until I'm employed again. It's easy to lose hope, but I know that I'll be employed again. There is a light at the end of the long dark tunnel of unemployment.
Lo and behold, I never found the way out of the magical hallway. Even the magical flashlight and the magical map wasn't any help to my plight. And thus was my predicament. I was lost. For when I have found my way, the magic hallway reorganized itself so that I was back to the begining again. For when shall I find the end of the hallway when the end of the hallway doesn't want to find me. For I shall try again until I reach the end of magic hallway. In the meantime, I have a lawn to mow.
And I had a dream last night. For an Angel of the Lord have shown by the magic hallway. As I walked down the magic hallway, there stood a throne. On the left side of the throne are seven torches, eight bonfires and sixteen breakdancing angels. On the right side of the throne are seven torches, eight bonfires and sixteen breakdancing angels. And I waited. And I waited some more. However, instead of GOD himself showing up on his throne, a lawnmower fell on top of GOD's throne and chopped it to pieces. And the Angel of the Lord dailed a number on the cell phone and complained to some people. An apology was made. There was some technical difficulty. It appears that I got the wrong prophetic vision. Can I come back later when the technical glitches are smoothed over. Then I woke up and started to wonder why am I so obsessed with lawnmowers all of a sudden.
Verily, thou shall not run a lawnmower over your hands either. For if thou haseth run a lawnmower over your hands, you won't be able to continue mowing the lawn. For thou may still be a believer of our Lord Jesus Christ even if thou hands haseth been mangled by lawn mower blades. However, thou won't be able to mow the lawn anymore. And when that happens, somebody else hath need to mow the lawn instead. For thou have gained a GOD, but lost the front and back lawn. Thou may not know what the point for this blog entry is. That's ok. I don't know the point of this blog entry either.
When mowing the lawn, it's better to wear shoes. Never mow the lawn while barefoot. It's also important not to mow the lawn when you're wearing sandles. I tell you now that you'll be asking for trouble if a lawnmower glides over your barefeet. A man who mows the lawn with shoes and socks on is a person who will get the chance to inherit the Earth and enjoy the fruits of his spiritual labor. Well, you can still inherit the Earth and enjoy the fruits of your spiritual labor after gliding a lawnmower over your barefeet. However, you'll be in a lot of pain (and no doubt you'll be crippled too) while your busy inheriting the Earth and enjoying the fruits of your spirtual labor.
Wednesday, March 28, 2012
Nothing hurts lawn mowing like a bunch of twigs. And lots of twigs seem to fall on the backyard of my Mom's house after a huge gust of wind. However, it appears that most of the twigs has already been moved out of the way. So I won't have to worry about twigs damaging the lawn mowing blades of the lawn mower. That should make for a smoother lawn mowing experience. Of course, I'm just as concerned about job hunting as I am about lawn mowing. I've got multiple thoughts in my head. I'm hoping to be employed soon. The backyard also looks like it might need to be mowed. The grass is a bright green in color as it recovers from a mild, almost non-existant Winter. Ok, the Winter was so mild, that the backyard grass doesn't have to work too hard to recover from Winter. I'm sorry, I'm all over the place with this blog entry. It goes along with having a lack of sleep. I need to get some sleep. It's easier to go job hunting after a good night sleep.
While I'm thinking about this and that, here are some photos of film actress, television actress and country music star Reba McEntire.
How did people mow the lawn befor electric lawn mowers? Oh yes, there were the manual lawn mowers that needed to be pushed. Oh yes, I worked one of those. I'm not sure if it were in the suburbs of Chicago, Illinois, Columbia, Missouri, Upper Arlington, Ohio (Part one) or Muirfield, Ohio that a manual lawn mower was used. It was short lived. Don't get me wrong, it's great exercise to use a manual lawn mower. However, electric lawn mowers are easier and more efficient. However, what happens if we run out of gasoline? Would a solar powered lawn mower be sufficient? Would we go back to manual lawn mowers? I shudder at such a thought. However, gasoline will run out someday. Without alternative fuel, running out of gasoline would be catastrophic. I guess that day won't be today. It will be a problem that the future generation will have to worry about. As long as we're all dead and turned to dust, what difference does it make weather the future generation suffers from our mistakes. However, right now, I'm thankful for the gasoline powered lawn mower. It may not be there tomorrow, but I'm going to enjoy it today.