sometimes I wake up in the middle of the night and read Vonnegut or play with my gun, when morning comes I get mad but feel better once I start blowing chips.
Which brings me to answering the question of why it seems like nobody wants to work: Well, this isn't exactly work now is it? No, its something else, something else indeed. So give the normal people a break I suppose, at least they make us look good.
Before your long absence from AS Your clam truck went down didn't it? Or was it your bucket? Well anywho you get it up and running?Got two calls cancellations one says he is low on money which i understand. The other guy said yes do it, calls today says don't worry about it his wifes friend is gonna do it cheaper. I just hung up cause it just ain't worth it! Anyway I hope the cheaper dude makes more than minimum wage lol two pines 32 inch dbh in back yard full clean up I quoted it cheap to stay busy at 750 per tree, whateva i mowed 10 acres
Nope I sold them both cheap to survive. So now its just me my wraptor and my old whisper and skid. Oh well; we are all doomed anyway as the illegals took over trees just like the construction trade.Before your long absence from AS Your clam truck went down didn't it? Or was it your bucket? Well anywho you get it up and running?
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Well that's a bummerNope I sold them both cheap to survive. So now its just me my wraptor and my old whisper and skid. Oh well; we are all doomed anyway as the illegals took over trees just like the construction trade.
Spent a few hours giving a homeowner multiple heart attacks. Was working with the crane nearly touching the house to sneak behind and pick this ridiculously thick river birch. Was about a 20" dBh that had 5 leads from about 4-5 feet off the ground. It wasn't your average droopy limbed tree it was structured more like a hawthorn with a virtually impenetrable canopy it was beautiful but it was encroaching on the house and pool and the owner wanted it gone.
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I was beating on that Strat that Peabody gave me when he called and asked me to dig a hole for his cat. I went up there today with a long spade and a matix and wore myself out in about 3 minutes. The first hole I tried ended up being right on top of a massive boulder. I kept trying to dislodge it because I was sure that not matter where I dug there would have a massive boulder and I was right. I hate being right. I am pretty much always right which is why I am so angry. Well, there is a hole there now, should be able to fit a cat in it. Thank God it wasn't another ****ing horse. Did you ever fork a bloated ****ing horse corpse out of a stall?
I was glad to be outta there ,which I usually am considering Peabody's Hill have ruined many men, so I am told. I ran a few "estimates" today also, one guy gave me 4 brand new road cones from Henkles and McCoy and a log jack. I told the guy I used to have a cant hook but lost it and was glad to have lost it but I took the log jack anyway. I don't know which is worse, and cant hook or a matix.
The one " estimate" I did was a yank job on a couple Alberta Spruce trees from a condo. I CAN'T WAIT til the association gets a load of me hopping the curb and driving on their sidewalks and manicured lawns. **** em! **** em all!
So I love to beat on guitars too, I don't limit myself to chainsaws and women. Locomotive Breath... da duddah da da da dant dant DAH, chicka chicka chick chick CHICK AHH!
One day I was in the Goodwill store looking for used women's underwear and I saw this Fender Twin and I was like, " That is EXCATLY like mine!" Same dust, same missing knobs. Wife was like, " Yeah, can't have that in the house anymore"
Well I was gonna festoon my friend's new truck with the underwear and I guess I can understand where my wife is coming from, I mean the poor girl has been listening to me beat the **** out of Locomotive Breath since nineteen****ingfive.
She has been out of town with the offspring so I have been left to my own devices living of of microwave popcorn, cheap rum and abstract masturbation. Good thing I have another amplifier and a spare high E.
No, I didn't charge for the grave digging.
Me or Treeman Dan? I won't speak for him, but I am very sick. People keep talking me into climbing their trees for money.Hahaha. The crazies never realize they're sick. Just saying.
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