I think I just woke up to the wood workers dream of a life. Being a third
shifter I woke up to the sound of chain saws and chippers going through my
head. When I lookrd uot my window I saw the local street department cutting
down trees, so I got dressed, went out and taled to the first person I saw
that looked like he was in charge, ( the one holding the coffee cup and
scratching his ass) I asked him what where they going to do with the wood,
he replied by saying if you want it take it, cause we have to cut all the
trees down on this side of the road all the way to the end. I said ,"all"
you got it all 165 trees, "we got to widen the street, we'll be cuttin'
trees til November. So now I've got oak,maple, apple ,and walnut to pick