The Mysteries of Life

November 23, 2025

As I stare at my yard, here in late November, I ask myself the same question every year at this time. Why do I own more than one rake? Maybe I'll ask the snow shovels, they're pretty cool, they might know what's up! But then again, there are some things in this world we're just never meant to know. Perhaps we'll just put this one down as yet another unsolvable mystery of life. Now I better stop procrastinating and pondering, and having delusions of grandeur that somebody might actually help me clean up the yard and get my ass moving.

Hello green rake, hello black rake, hello leaf bag. I hate you all so much.