A machine from the Crestwood town-hall called and informed us that the city will be picking up limbs and storm debris,… for free. All you have to do is just drag stuff out to the curb.

The front elevation of the house now roughly resembles a crude pine fort of sorts.

This is all thanks to Chad and Kevin…

I got bundled up and went outside to survey the damage and help… This of course just made Chad giggle and take pictures of me… (I’m going to have to open that little shutterbug his own Flickr account…. )

Kevin still accuses that I purposely dress like a moron whenever I work in the yard to freak the neighbors out.

I don’t… think I do.. well – maybe just a wee bit?

Actively *not caring* what you pull out of the closet is a kind of passive aggressive fashion sense.

No,… I still don’t buy the argument I am turning into my father….

although he does likes cheese too.