The wife told me if I wasn't a raging forest she would go down more often. So I started mowing the lawn. It was actually more like scorched earth. But in 2 days it itched like chicken pox with shingles. So I let it grow back. But then I started "trimming". Not bald, but short and soft. Now there isn't a forest, more like a putting green. The lady loves it and no more incesent itching.
Drive it like you stole it. Dance like no one is watching. Sing like no one is listening. Love like its the last thing you will ever do.- Me