It's a misty, moisty morning, and a ditto afternoon. Refreshing, after our blazing days ... the lawn and trees are smiling.
Our next-door neighbor to the south has nourished some grudge against a fairly inoffensive pine tree in our backyard. He claims the needles are damaging his vehicles' paint jobs. To which I say, Don't park in your back yard, okie!
He has conceived a plan (after a few false starts) to have a friend of his come over and together they will remove the tree.
As Indiana Jones remarked, "I have a bad feeling about this ..."
How bad a waiver can I get him to sign? "I agree to idemnify and hold blameless ... every bad thing that ever happens anywhere near anybody except me." Hee hee hee ...
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