I finally started reading through the blogroll again and it's a slow crawl because it's been so long since I've made the rounds, there's a lot of reading to do - well except for Zonker and Key who post four times a year whether they feel like it or not. But jebus, the world has changed a lot since I was last abroad. I've only been through a dozen or so and I've seen three broken marriages, a sad deployment, and the kid that was a baby the last time I looked is now graduating high school. Okay I made that last one up but three people did move their blogs and now I have to update my template. You know how much I hate going in there.
Anyway, figuring this is going to take a lot longer than I thought, I'm taking a break and putting a quick post before midnight myself. I finally managed to remember to take a picture of the tree that killed my nuker. Man, I really miss the nuker. It's so much work to eat without it that I've been skipping meals and I'm forced to drink cold coffee now that I can't reheat it. Usually takes me all day to drink one cup.
As you can see it's not that big a tree but the power line is right above it and although you can't really appreciate it in the photo, it was a really long tree.
If they had taken the effer out when they took down the other one, I would still have a nuker right now. I shouldn't complain though because it did force me to get the plumbing fixed and that was pretty good tradeoff. It's great to have water that runs well in the kitchen and that doesn't run all the time in the toilet. Better zen to that combo for sure.