I have spent the whole day, THE WHOLE BLESSED DAY, nine to five (excepting coffee/email breaks) chipping wood from my wife’s pruning of her fruit trees. Aggregate around six hours of chipping. I now have a mountain of wood chips to spread under the tree house. Now perhaps my mollycoddling neighbors will let their little darlings play up there.
And they talk about jobs Americans won’t do! As one of my readers pointed out, the real problem is LAWE — Laws America Won’t Enforce.