So here in the town of Sherwood, we have entered the season commonly known as Dig The Living Hell Out Of Everything. Unfortunately, this year, that means my street. Currently, as I write, there are about four big bearded men jackhammering the SHIT out of the street in front of our house. It’s only 10:30 in the morning, but I think that I might have to start drinking a little early to deal.
P.S. Would it be bad if I accidentally cut the hose to their pneumatic thingy? I’m guessing it would, but at this point, I would gladly go to jail for a few minutes of peace and quiet.