Sunday, September 19, 2010

Lawn Care

It may nearly be October, but down here in Central Alabama, every day it's still sunny, in the 90s, with a almost no rain.


On my way home after work I've started to notice people watering their lawns. I took a close look at my lawn the other day and saw that it was no longer a healthy green. It was beginning to go yellow from the lack of rain. While the landlord takes care of cutting the grass, I suppose making sure the grass doesn't die is my responsibility -- he's not going to send someone out to turn a hose on it for a few hours every day.

Because water is including in my rent, I took it upon myself to get one of those cheap sprinkler attachments for a hose and join in my neighborhood's nightly lawn watering ritual.


And that's when it hit me. I've become everything I've hated: a suburbanite. Now that I'm taking care of my lawn, there's no denying it.

The whole thing confirms why I hate the suburbs. Lawns are total money pits. They don't do anything except cost money and eat up time.

Monday, September 13, 2010

Lizards

I found this running around my apartment the other night:



It makes Central Alabama seem so much more exotic than it really is.