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So I had this dilemma..

We had a ground cover consisting of approximately 21 CM of solidified glowbull warmthing. If you are more used to measuring by the dimensions of the Kyngs foote, that would be around 8 inches. It’s white. And it’s heavy. And it fell from the sky.

Come daylight tomorrow I will have an abundance of tasks on my schedule, mostly having to do with preparations for a meal of roast fowl and assorted thingies that go with it. So the dilemma.. Do I wait to clear the solidified glowbull warmthing from the drive until way later - like tomorrow after I’m trying to combat the tryptophan?

Considering that it is already very heavy/wet glop, allowing it to settle even more will make it really difficult for the Olde Deere to move - sort of like trying to relocate a slurpie with a leaf blower, especially if the glowing gasorb in the sky comes out of hiding tomorrow and it starts to transform into its liquid state. Or I could be an inconsiderate neighbor and get out there tonight and start up the Olde Deere and blow some of it off the drive. After all. the Olde Deere has lights. And it’s nowhere near as noisy as some of the neighborhood kiddiepunks with their stupid Hondas with the fartcan mufflers.

Of course the neighborhood kiddiepunks don’t know how to drive even on dry pavement so they are cowering in their abodes due to the same ground cover and thus have been very quiet. Their presence in this narrative is purely for comparison purposes.

So... I opted for firing up my Olde Deere and clearing the slurpie, er, heavy wet whitish glop off the drive under cover of darkness. And while I was still awake. So that I could devote the waking hours of Thanksgiving Day to doing Thanksgiving Day kind of stuff...

Ever have your Briggs powered solidified glowbull warmthing relocating device ingest a rock?

Not in the auger - that usually breaks a shear pin. I mean really swallows it. So that it gets wedged tightly between the housing and the blower blades...

I don’t think the neighbor was as upset with the Olde Deere running as he was with me banging on the fan blade with a 2x4 and my 5 pound convincing tool...

At 1 AM...