This Winter has been a killer – motivation-wise.
Not sure exactly what the problem has been; but I have a few suspicions with which I will not bore those who still care enough to open those Cranky Man’s Lawn e-mail notifications they may wish they never requested.
Tough darts there, my friends!
I’m back, baby! And I will be imposing my beliefs, viewpoints, and advice in your general direction regardless of your silent trepidations that – one day – I might rediscover my keyboard.
Here are a few ideas I am working on for near-future proselytizing:
- A return to my roots – so to speak – with a renewed season-long look at keeping your lawn Cranky Man worthy! Only this time I will reveal what I really do instead of what the Lawn Bible preaches.
- a Trump dump … Not to be confused with a “Dump Trump” movement, this will only be my attempt to lance a boil I have been struggling to understand.
(Big Hint: If it’s Hillary as the Democrat nominee, I would likely vote for just about any one or thing rather than to see her in the Oval Office unopposed by my guaranteed Right … even if I have to hold my nose the entire time I’m working the polls in early November.)
- a look at the upcoming Phillies season with a different twist on what looks to be a painful, disheartening, glamour-less baseball season for Philadelphia’s faithful. Now, doesn’t that make you want to run out and buy a Phillies season ticket plan?!? Could be worse … They could be playing in 76ers jerseys!
So hang in there kiddies!
Rumors aside … The Cranky Man isn’t lawn fertilizer yet!