Meet Sparrow, an average man passing an average life…
Thursday, June 4
I got a lot of watering done today…The lawn really didn’t need mowing, so the start time wasn’t dependent on whenever I got off my keister and mowed, and it commenced right after dawn and mostly avoided the heat of the day…I am not, however, entirely thrilled with my new sprinkler…Recall a couple of weeks ago I went to the local hardware store and they had two and I bought the less expensive one mainly because it was simpler to use, it merely having S/M/L settings, depending on the size of the area you wanted covered.
Well, without being able to go tactical and control the spray area to the very inch, there are areas that aren’t getting covered…For example, on the stretch in Sector C, which runs in front of the kitchen window from Main Street to the back garden and storage shed and I started near Main Street, on the Small setting because the area isn’t all that wide, and then you move it down a bit and there is still about ten feet in front of the shed that hasn’t been watered so when you move the sprinkler to Sector D you’re overlapping part of the Sector C.
Also, as long as I’m whining, the sprinkler sometimes tips over…I am not making that up…More than once I’ve come out to move it and the bugger has tipped over and the water is spraying directly into the ground, great if you want to target water a 12-inch area but otherwise not particularly useful.
Well, once is a mistake, twice is a habit as an old senior chief in the Navy used to tell me, so after the second time this happened I’ve gotten into the habit of watching it for a few minutes to make sure it’s staying in place before heading in and usually some adjustment needs to be made because more often than it’s at least a little bit off-balance.
In other water news, Sparrow’s Get The Water Bill, Pay The Water Bill policy is still in effect, implemented again today, for the third consecutive month…It was a couple of bucks less than last month, too, $111 instead of $113 and both of those are less than the $117 of March…The big news, tho, is the bill itself has changed…It used to be a perforated, buff-colored card with your water, sewer and trash charges detailed and now it’s white, a bit bigger, still perforated and, in fact, it’s big enuff for them to put a reminder on the bottom to watch for pedestrians in crosswalks and it will be almost interesting to see if this important stays the same or if it changes every month….Maybe next month they’ll tell us not to drink and drive or to use our turn signals.
I was too lazy to go to the Mexican joint in the next county today and, in fact, the only time I left the house was to go to the store for some hot dogs and buns…I saw Officer John there, who was at the deli getting his lunch…John also commands our small town Legion post and probably will for the next several years because everyone else at the post has had the job…This is similar to when yours truly commanded the Legion post in town for several years because everyone else who could possibly be commander had been commander…John and I caught up, tho I see him regularly around town, on patrol, while walking.
Cops are pretty geared up now, even in small towns…John had his vest with attached camera so there’d be video coverage when he shot me, plus taser, gun, cuffs, baton, flashlight and whatnot and he had to be carrying around an extra 20 pounds of gear.
There is a humongous rhubarb growing in the back garden, a perennial that grows every year…I’ve never seen it this big and it’s been pretty big in the past…The problem is ol’ Sparrow has some zero clue what to do with it…I could pick it, but I hear the leaves are poisonous, so what if I accidentally absorb some???…And if I do pick it, what in the hell will I do with it???…It’s like the cat who finally catches its tail…Now what???…Regular readers of this crap know I don’t have the skills to anything more complicated with it than look at it…I certainly can’t bake anything with it.
Sparrow’s Sleep Log: 2130 Wednesday until 0130 Thursday…4.0 hours for the night and 29 hours for the week.
This was not a good sleep at all…The hours were to be expected after Tuesday’s 12-hour triumph, but what blew was the fact I didn’t dream particularly well…I am not making that up…Usually, my dreams are pleasant and fondly remembered, even if they make some zero sense, but not tonight…Almost interesting is the fact that I was more disturbed over the fact my dreams were disturbed than over the disturbed dream itself, which I don’t really remember…I don’t believe dreams foretell anything, but is this is a sign of an impending mental breakdown???…Maybe it’s the apple cider vinegar I’ve been taking OR maybe it was the fact I ‘d taken my supplements right before bed Wednesday night because I’d forgotten to take them earlier…Who the hell knows…
The Diary of a Nobody is a novel. All elements are either products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Anything else is a coincidence.
It was inspired by the 19th-century British novel of the same name.
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