Slow. It's raining and cool here. We need a slow night, been a wild couple days.

I wish we could get some rain. Haven't mowed for almost two weeks and can hardly tell the grass has grown any at all.

Mine is gonna have to get cut this week, didn't mow last week and the weeds are about knee high

Most of our back yard is dead.

I don't have a lot of grass, mostly weeds. But I still try to keep it looking neat.

Well, my neighbor was mowing the field around our house earlier - for hay! <img src="/ubbthreads/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> However, I will still have to mow the yards. <img src="/ubbthreads/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" />

Mine gets much taller and I'll cut it for hay!

Couldn't you ask him to make just a small detour Tom? <img src="/ubbthreads/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" />

The tractor's tires would leave "ag tracks" in the yard. <img src="/ubbthreads/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" />

Haha, yeah there is that.

Well folks, we're gonna call it a night. Y'all have a good one, Peace and rest to you and all those you hold near and dear in your hearts.

Goodnight Randy! Best wishes to Patty as well!

A guy is driving around and he sees a sign in front of a house:
"Talking Dog For Sale."
He rings the bell, and the owner tells him the dog is in the backyard.
The guy goes into the backyard and sees a Labrador Retriever
sitting there.

"You talk?" he asks.
"Yep," the Lab replies.
"So, what's your story?"
The Lab looks up and says, "Well, I discovered that I could talk when
I was pretty young, and I wanted to help the government; so I told the
CIA about my gift, and in no time at all they had me jetting from
country to country, sitting in rooms with spies and world leaders,
because no one figured a dog would be eavesdropping. I was one of
their most valuable spies for eight years running."

"But the jetting around really tired me out, and I knew I wasn't
getting any younger so I wanted to settle down. I signed up for a
job at the airport to do some undercover security work, mostly
wandering near suspicious characters and listening in. I uncovered some
incredible dealings and was awarded a batch of medals. I got married,
had a mess of puppies, and now I'm just retired."

The guy is amazed. He goes back in and asks the owner what he wants
for the dog.

"Ten dollars."

The guy says, "This dog is amazing. Why on earth are you selling him
so cheap?"

"Because he's a liar. He didn't do any of that stuff."