EZMiscellaneous Thoughts and Ramblings for the week.
I just finished reading Blood Red Turns Dollar Green by Paul O'Brien on my Kindle Paperwhite. It's a novel about the business of professional wrestling set in the late 60's early 70's.
This is one of those books I decided to read based entirely on the book title. And I have to say it was a pretty good one.
Back then pro wrestlings number one rule was to "protect the business." That meant that no one outside of the inner circle got to see or hear any discussions about matches, decisions made, or anything at all about how the business worked.
Here are my notes from this week's read:
The term "a mark" refers to "a fan."
The term "a greenhorn" refers to a wrestler new to the business.
Kayfabe. Over the years, Lenny grew to understand it to mean "shut up, here comes someone from outside this business."
"You know what they call this in our business, Lenny? A receipt. You hit me and I owe you one back. So here's your receipt."
It wouldn't be the first time that the "trapeze" situation was used to protect wrestling malice from the law. If a wrestler with an agenda dropped another wrestler on his neck and retired him, all the offending wrestler had to say was that he slipped. What could the law do? Could a trapeze artist get arrested for dropping a colleague?
EZPictures of the Week: Last spring I built (3) raised garden beds. In one of the beds I planted strawberries and raspberries, in another I planted (5) blueberry bushes, and the third was used for planting vegetables. Before I built the garden beds I checked with my neighbor who also has blueberry plants and he assured me that the deer in our neighborhood didn't eat his blueberries.
Well it turns out that the deer may not like my neighbors plants, but they sure like mine.
This is a picture of 2 of the culprits taken just last weekend. The one that's looking into the camera actually started to walk towards the garden beds just after this picture was taken...while I was standing on our back patio!
Are you kitten me?!
So guess what? I'm building a fence because I love my summer home-grown fruit.
These are the (2) garden beds that will soon be protected.
I staked out where I was going to set my posts and started using the post-hole digger only to here a crackling/crunching sound about 12" down where I was going to set one of the corner posts. "Hmmm", I said to myself, "that didn't sound like a rock."
Here's what it looked like initially.
And this is what it looked like after I did a little more digging.
And some more digging.
You can see here this drainage pipe has a slight angle towards the house. Once I saw that, I realized that I would still be able to keep my original fence post locations, including where the broken pipe is with some creative engineering.
As you can see, now I've got room for my corner post. Woo!!!
Of course my plan to get the fence built in a weekend was detoured, but at least I'm ready to get back to it when the weather improves. It was raining pretty good yesterday and it snowed last night.
View from the front porch.
View from the back patio.
EZQuote of the week:
"By three methods we may learn wisdom: First, by reflection, which is noblest; Second, by imitation, which is easiest; and third by experience, which is the bitterest." - Confucius
EZFun Fact of the week: You don't need snow to ski. Don't believe me? Just check out the video below.