Flame Throwers

I know it's been a while since my last post. I mean well, and I'm hoping some of you have been getting my mental blogs. But that's another subject. And I have no idea what possesses me today. I'm supposed to be packing a suitcase and getting ready to leave and here I am.

But this week was the week that Bionic Man bought his flame thrower. I had no idea an average citizen could just go out and buy one of those. And this was after he attempted to make one himself. ?! I guess he decided that making it himself was going to be more trouble than buying one. While he was at it I asked him to make me a rocket launcher. As long as we're building up our arsenal, why not? And all those ants won't know what hit them. Of course, it may be overkill, but sometimes you do what you have to do. It brings to mind the story of 'Henry's Awful Mistake', which is a story about a duck who destroys his entire house as he is trying to kill an ant, one ant! Unfortunately, the very same ant shows up in his new house. And this just points up how very intelligent ants are, and that I am not the only one to think this. I must never let my guard down!

But back to the flame thrower. Bionic Man is using it to kill weeds. Sure beats pulling them. Did you know you could just walk into Menards and buy one, no license, no certification of mental wellness, nothing?