Hey, it’s whack-a-weed Sat’iday...

let us all go outside ‘n play....
I used to hate mowing the lawn when I was a boy. There was no such thing as a power mower, at least back in Beattyville, Ky...there was just a heavy old push mower ‘n tuff grass that grew inches overnite ‘n really needed t’be cut ‘bout twice a week...’specially in the Springtime when it rained once or twice a day ‘n you c’d see the grass grow inbetween....it wasn’t so bad later in the summer when it would often go two or three weeks without a rain ‘n people would scratch their heads over the drought ‘n the fact that their gardens were dying ‘n that they’d never seen such a dry summer....
My dad got a power mower, hmmm lemme see, I think it was after I left home which meant that my brothers got to struggle with it...it was a big, heavy thing that was supposed to be self-propelled but it still took a lot of muscle to handle it....it was sold for pennies on the dollar when mom ‘n dad moved to northern LaLa Land where the sun shone from mid-February to mid-November....fortunately, science by that time had developed the lite-weight rotary mower than any 90 lb weakling could handle....for a little more money, you c’d buy a self-propelled lite-weight rotary mower that you c’d handle with your fingertips...’Course, for a little more money, you c’d hire a ‘lawn service’ that would cut your grass, edge the sidewalk ‘n take the clipping away t’be dumped in someone else’s landfill...
Nowadays, what with the water shortage ‘n all, lawns are disappearing here in northern LaLa Land....not down south, of course....El Lay is a desert but they have more water than they know what t’do with so they run it down the streets...they tell me that it just runs into the ocean ‘n gets recycled so that makes it alright but y’gotta remember that SoCal is a world apart from ev’rywhere else....I like t’make fun of SoCal ‘n hate t’go there, mainly ‘cause of the traffic...
there’s just too many people ‘n too many cars but to be truthful, there’s a reason so many people gravitate there....’n there’s a reason people there live with the earthquakes, wildfires, mudslides, etcetera...I haven’t ever figured out exactly what that reason is but, I’m sure there is one....sort’a like God, y’know...if there wasn’t one, people ‘ud just have to invent one.....
And that’ enuff ‘cause the yard is waiting ‘n the