- World of Warcraft
- Shoulder injury
On a related note, the dirt pile in the driveway remained through the summer and fall, though not as massive as upon delivery. It sprouted tall plant life and became a sort of wildlife refuge, which I thought was pretty cool, even though it blocked my side of the driveway and I had to navigate the Mini around it daily. One day eleven turkeys were meandering around and through it, and on several occasions entire flocks of small birds would launch themselves from it when I pulled into the driveway. Julie was not amused. I was rescued by my sister and nephew, who came over one afternoon prior to snowfall and cleared away the last of the pile. My existing framed beds are now nicely topped off, and I have a couple of new unframed beds for next year.
On to World of Warcraft. Sometime in the late May timeframe I finally tried WoW, which I had been avoiding for years as I suspected I would be drawn in to the world of online gaming like a speck of space dust to a black hole. I was right. In recent weeks, however, the Azeroth fever has broken, and I've cut down my logged in time to permit the return of other pastimes. Jules is immensely relieved.
So anyway, blah, blah, blah. All this to say it's New Year's Day, and time for fresh starts. I changed the design of the blog a bit, and hopefully I'll be returning on a more regular basis to entertain with tales from my continuing adventures. Happy New Year!
The dirt pile was somewhat like the air compressor that my girl would go to great lengths in the snow, through the window to fill her tire every morning. I suggested that she take the jeep down the street to get it fixed and this would save me, some sleep and her the hassle of stringing the cord through the window and so on...apparently, we need each other desperately.
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