First a disclaimer/explanation... This post may be a little weird (disclaimer). Explanation: I worked very hard on a yard machine transaxle in 93+ degree, humid, nasty heat today. Then went in to get some iced tea- 1/2 cup iced tea left- not enough- went to make more- filled iced tea container with water - it looked like iced tea before I added the tea (nasty). Then i remembered the "will be flushing hydrant today" sign I saw on the way home tonight. Can't drink the water, look for something else(dying of thirst). I see two other options, one says "diet" on it. The only way I will drink something diet is if it is diet water from the fountain of youth. Other option- several bottles of "Twisted Tea" (hard iced tea), it's refreshing and yummy. Then I see a thread by Kenny about his new box blade and pulling a stump, I respond with a pic of me pulling a stump and BOOM! - I want to post a thread about me pulling stumps, it's Kenny's fault. Okay, it all started(this could take awhile, get comfy) when my wife said we had to get up early to do something on a Saturday last summer. I can't remember what it was(surprising huh?) but I got up early and when she said "hurry up, we're running late" I of course went into the den to check out the new listings on craigslist. There it was: "Kelley 3pt hitch backhoe $1000" listed 8 minutes ago. I called the guy, told him I wanted it, got his address and took off. On the way over there I realized I didn't have $1000. Luckily I remembered who I inherited my tractor/attachment addiction from and called my Dad, he was there seconds after I arrived. The thing was mint and had it's own pto driven pump. I asked my Dad if he wanted to go halves on it and he said "do you think it's worth it". I told him if he didn't want to go halves I was going to drive my car to the scrap yard, pull the plates and get the extra money i needed for the backhoe ( I was serious, my cars a pile). Okay, we got the backhoe, my wife got over the missed whatever it was, I mounted the backhoe on Dads 1952 8n with loader & hi/low trans, and now I need to dig something up: Enter the two miserable, non-dying, poison ivy growing eye sore stumps from hell. These pics are from 3 of the hottest, most humidest(ya, that's a word) day's of last summer + pics of this spring when I hauled them to the "town clean-up" transfer station(they loved me and my stumps(sarcastic),(I realize some of you don't recognize sarcasm)(that's sad),(especially if your often exposed to someone like me), (if your one of those people seek help now), (I've seen what can happen). Wow, my dog just farted, he's nasty(leftover fish fry). I gotta get outta here for a bit, I'll post the pics when the funk clears.
