First off, for the two've humans and three aliens who read this blog, I'm sure you've noticed the new picture on top. That is, in fact, me, the only time I ever attempted to straighten my hair. But anyway....
While mowing the lawn today, I had a realization, namely that mowing the lawn is an awful lot like being an older brother. When being a lawn mower, as with being an older brother, you are confronted with a bunch of pipsqueaks who don't know their place and who grow rampantly and out of place. As a mower/brother, you have to cut them down to size periodically, but not too often so that you don't kill them. Also, you have to cut them all equally so that none of them complain about unfairness. Both jobs are long and tiring. However, only one has effects which are so immediate and satisfying to behold.
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