Some of my neighbors probably enjoyed the free show, but for the ones that didn't see the event, I posted a sign. I am sure it's not beyond their reasoning to think that I was just too lazy to finish mowing.
I am not the type of person that
dances very often, but I did the other day. I was mowing my lawn, and
apparently there was a hornets nest somewhere in the general area of where
I was mowing. So, in a matter of seconds, I am covered in hornets, and
there I am in the front yard of my house, violently flailing my arms and
legs into a desperate attempt to free myself from these little yellow
soldiers. As I headed toward the breezeway, for refuge, I still heard a
buzzing sound, so I shook my shirt, shorts, and hat, but then felt
movement from inside my shoe. I then kicked off my shoes (all still
outside of my house) and ran into the breezeway. So, I sit in my
breezeway, looking at my lawn (which is half cut ), thinking 'the next
time one of the little neighborhood kids offers to mow my lawn, perhaps I
won't be so quick to dismiss him.'
I don't know where the hornets came
from, but I know where they aren't at.....that is where I sit, in my room,
with the door locked.
Actually, all of this happened the morning of my Stand-Up act last year (2005). So, as I was up there on stage, I actually had about 20 swollen bumps all over my body.
