I love posting things such that there be things posted. Henceforth, I go forth and post hence. Yesterday was amazing, garage-wise, at the least. The landscaping surrounding The Hangar improved tremendously in that a year's worth of brush and branches was removed by a mere two trailer loads. In so doing, aesthetically speaking, the backyard in which I reside looks almost like a front. You read that right. Believe it or do not believe it. As a man's clothes make him look handsome, so a car-hole's yard makes it look like the Cadillac Garage of garages. Obviously, I exaggerate the truth to make it less true as no less than three dead trees remain adjacent to the newly beautified yard area. Also, it is the autumn of our discontent, and any flora is dormant to say the most. However, leaps and bounds describe the progress being made in the issue of yard beautification. Also, an old clothesline post.
Posting because I want to is constantly fighting with not posting because I do not want to. The internal struggle will continue until it ends, or until I post half-truths and riddles. This web log continues to be an outlet through which I can selectively bottle things up. I feel that I have already said too much, yet less than I want to. Au revoir for now.
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