100' of 3" perf pipe in the back of the Volvo. I need a chain-gang song to accompany it.
A long time ago, for some work-related reason, I took the Myers-Briggs profile test and found out that I am a contingency planner. (INTJ for those of you who know what the heck I am talking about.) Well, that certainly didn't come as a surprise to me: I have always looked to a future goal and figured out eight ways of running up the hill to get to it. But sometimes, I swear, despite all my plans and counterplans, my life (anyone's life) is like one of those sliding tile games: you know the ones, with fifteen sequential numbered tiles and sixteen spaces? I have to move each and every tile first to get the number one up to its proper spot.
And so it goes. My task list, this weekend, is growing. Before I can put up the greenhouse, I need to trench up lots of earth! We've got drainage issues.
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The first cut from the soundtrack for "O Brother, Where Art Thou?"
Getcha right in the mood.
CC, that was one I thought about, frankly. What's completely spooky about that track of course is it is really a chain gang. Poor blokes.
As it was, I ended up humming the guards' tune of the Wizard of Oz. In my head, of course.
Oh, eeh, yo! Scary.
Yeah, I know the O Brother track is genuine. Y'ever listen to the words? A little murderous.
heh... I didn't think about those 16-tile games. I always thought of life as one of those "You pick the ending" books, though.
Kim: Oh, absolutely! But before you can pick up that book, about 15 things require your attention first! That's all it felt like: so close, and yet so far.
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