> Help! I have this Howardian urge to post about my yard work!
>

Howardian...I think that was the era between Georgian and Victorian.

> It didn't help that the people we bought the house from were apparently left-wing environmentalist wacko tree-huggers and let the back yard grow like a jungle.
>

One summer when I was about six, Mom and Dad were so busy taking care of the business, me, and my two-year-old brother that they didn't have time to mow the lawn. It grew untamed all spring and summer, though once summer hit most of the grass died because we weren't watering it, leaving the "native" weeds to grow. It must have been hip height on an adult by the time they finally got around to mowing it that fall. I don't know how Dad finally mowed it with the old push mower. At the time, I thought it was the neatest thing to have a jungle (and that's exactly how I thought of it) in our backyard, even though I wasn't allowed to go back there for fear or rattlesnakes.

> I need to get that lawnmower prepped. And I need a pair of hedge shears. And a trimmer. And a sidewalk edger. And more than three hours in the evening each night to work. No, what I really need is an army of Rinkies to come to my house and do my yard work for me. Howard can supervise. C'mon guys!
>

The RinkArmy, by which RinkWorks takes over the world. Led and conducted by...

> Gri"somebody say something"shny

La"Gri'somebody say something'shny, fearless orc,"Zorra