Today is the monthly day that you may carry those things you can not put in the trash-well that you SHOULD NOT put in your trash to the recycle place. I have been cleaning out the garage closet and cabinets and SOMEONE seems to have stored 4,992 cans of paint in many various styles, colors and forms. You are NOT supposed to just throw this away with your household garbage. NOW does that make any sense---after all I painted the house and things in the house with it. ANYWAY----I loaded my yard truck up and took off to the Public Works Department.
You have gone to the landfill and public works WAY too much when they immediately recognize you as you drive up. The "Recycle Man" said---you need to back that truck up into this narrow metal building door. "Do you think you can do that or do you need help?" Me---SNORT SNORT SNORT. I jam that floor stick shift into R and flick off the clutch. I am in that door before he could blink his eye. You should have heard his buddies hooting. I am pretty sure I gained a little admiration for an OLD GRAY HEADED LADY!
On another note----Mr. Dead Dillo ---sent his brother calling last night with revenge in his eye. When I got up this AM, the garden was a mess-------OHHHHHHH BEWARE Mr. Dillo--- I borrowed a shotgun today. Will be on "Dillo Patrol" until he is a goner!
Friend Barbara texted and said just spray your yard and get rid of the grubs and be done with the "Dillo Rodeo". I replied
It's TOO MUCH FUN SHOOTING THEM!