My land does not have frontage on any town road, so I have to access it via a legal right of way through some land owned by some random New Yorker who bought his land in the 80s and hasn’t seen it since. The access road crosses a stream, and there is a big culvert under the road to let the stream pass under it.
So a family of beavers decided “hey guys, look how easy the hue-mons made it for us, we can just build a dam right at the culvert, we’ll get a whole beaver dam for like a tenth of the work!! Nothing like just mailing it in guys, right?” Lazy fucking beavers. Anyways now there is a big pond with the culver filled with a beaver dam, and the stream is washing over the gravel road because the culvert is blocked. So I went up this weekend to unblock the culvert before the spring snow melt completely washes away the road. Epic fail. I guess I’ll just let a part of the road wash away and then rent a backhoe to fix it, which will be a fun thing to do anyways. I’ll deal with the beavers in my own way at the appropriate time.
Not to mince rodents, but Bill Murray battled gophers in Caddyshack.
jinx again, etson.
I’ve walked home from the Lower East Side of SoHo via Chinatown a couple of times, but never in February.
Gem is just upset because she wasn’t invited to the wedding, dave. Yet another occasion for which she can’t wear her lace mantilla.
“I really could care less about Prince Williams wedding!”
Don’t you mean you couln’t care less? If you could care less, then you care at least some.
Almost as nail-on-chalkboard as “irregardless.”
“I really could care less about Prince Williams wedding!”
You mean you could not care less.
By gemini10 on February 22, 2011 9:40 AM
I really could care less about Prince Williams wedding!
Then why bring it up?
So this is the situation:
My land does not have frontage on any town road, so I have to access it via a legal right of way through some land owned by some random New Yorker who bought his land in the 80s and hasn’t seen it since. The access road crosses a stream, and there is a big culvert under the road to let the stream pass under it.
So a family of beavers decided “hey guys, look how easy the hue-mons made it for us, we can just build a dam right at the culvert, we’ll get a whole beaver dam for like a tenth of the work!! Nothing like just mailing it in guys, right?” Lazy fucking beavers. Anyways now there is a big pond with the culver filled with a beaver dam, and the stream is washing over the gravel road because the culvert is blocked. So I went up this weekend to unblock the culvert before the spring snow melt completely washes away the road. Epic fail. I guess I’ll just let a part of the road wash away and then rent a backhoe to fix it, which will be a fun thing to do anyways. I’ll deal with the beavers in my own way at the appropriate time.
I really could care less about Prince Williams wedding!