An Unfunny Thing That Happened The Other Day. Part 1.

Once again HELLO!

      I was sitting in my basement a few nights ago playing Call of Duty, when down walks my father(a few nights ago really meant 1:30 AM). I turn around only to hear the sound of my character dieing. Oh darn.
     "I want you to clear out all of the veggitation on the that side of the house," he said.
     "Ok dad."
     Doesn't sound to bad does it? I didn't think so either. Anyway, I was fed up with my video game after he ruined any amount of momentum I might have had previous to the interruption, so I turned it off and went to sleep.
       The next morning I woke up, looked at the clock, sighed, rolled over, and went back to sleep. It was 11:30. I found a comfortable position and then quickly had my morning/afternoon ruined because I remembered what I had to do. Oh and getting rid of a few weeds was way harder than expected.
       Here is a sidenote for the non-existent number of you who are going to read this, It has been upper 80s and lower 90s and extremely humid here in Cleveland for about a month. Now back to my story.
       I walked into my garage and got the supplies need to get rid of anything on the side of the house or so i thought. Gloves, check. Wheelbarrow, check. I walked to the side of the house and what do I see? Very tall grass. There aren't even that many weeds! Weeds? Easy. Grass? There's to much of it. I told myself to just forget about it and do it.
        I got about a 4th of the way done and noticed a tiny bee flying by my foot. Only it wasn't a bee, twas a wasp. Oh yeah, and there wasn't 1 there was about 30 or 40.  I ran about 50 feet away and looked back wondering where they had come from and why was I planned on being the first death in the Wasp-ageddon. However, I also saw this as an escape from what was originally pointless yard work, but turned into a life or death situation. I called my dad and told him what happened. He was concerned and had figured I disrupted a nest that was underground. I agreed having no clue that wasps did that in first place. Thinking I was off the hook i was about to say goodbye when he very calmly said "Tell your sisters not to go bye there and while your at it go weed by the bird bath in the back and then weed whack around all the trees and rocks." This day just keeps getting better.
         I know this story sucks but it kind of gets way better... I'm tired though so I'll finish it another day.

Thanks,
Shaun

P.S. My friend Timmy was once bitten by a rattlesnake, and if I knew the difference between antidote and anecdote he'd still be alive today.