Aug 11, 2005 17:31
I've been baking all summer long, and I feel that I am close to achieving the closest thing a redhead can ever get to a tan - (drumroll please) - the unifreckle. I'm really not looking any kind of cute these days... I've got about 30 tan/freckle lines, splotchy sunbleached blonde hair (EEEK) and bruises everywhere from being kicked by goats.
Have you ever tried to get goats in a goat pen while keeping the donkeys, sheep, geese and deer out? It's surprisingly difficult, even for a fearsome zillabot like myself.
In other fun news, Moondance might get sued (again) and I may have to be available to testify, if it ever gets to court. So I'm working at the go-kart track, right? And this Canandian family comes in and offers my coworker and me ten bucks each to go for an extra long time around the track. Sure thing. No one was there anyway. So first let me explain that the track is framed with a metal guard rail, which is lined by tired nailed down with railroad spikes for extra resiliency.
So this 10 year old kid hits a pothole, swerves into the guardrail hard enough that his kart goes UNDERNEATH it and hits a tire. WHICH LAUNCHES THE RAILROAD SPIKE AT HIS HEAD. So he ends up having this two inch gash that of course bleeds like hell and probably ended up needing stitches. We had to get the tractor out there to pull the kart from under the rail, and then had to super-sanitize it because of the massive amount of blood.
I like rubber gloves.
But yeah, I guess I'm doing well. I got a pet duck named Bosley!!! Yay ducks.