It Turns Out That Weeds Were My Friends
As a kid, I never understood the phrase "ignorance is bliss". This is in large part because the only other times I heard the word "ignorance" being used, it was in relation to racism. So, in my mind, "ignorance is bliss" equated to "racism is bliss" - which sounds like the sort of thing you'd expect to see on a postcard from a KKK compound or a cross-stitch in Hitler's powder room.
But now that I understand the full meaning of the word and the phrase, I can agree that ignorance can, in fact, be quite blissful.
I bring this up because today, the day after Patrick mowed our jungle of a lawn, I can now actually see more of the goings-on in our backyard. Specifically, the rat that keeps running between our neighbour's junk pile, across our property, and into our other neighbour's garden. Gross, gross, gross.
This paired with the fact that I saw a shadow dart along the ground in our furnace room the other day has turned me into a giant, jumpy, possibly (but probably not) paranoid freak.
Ugh. I'm not sure if I wish I didn't know, I just wish rat (and friends?) didn't exist in my bubble. One thing is clear: I sure as fuck won't be taking a 'vegan' approach to all this.
OMG, you're going to *eat* the rat?
Uh, no. But I won't be "humanely" trapping them only to release them into someone else'e neighbourhood either.
But now that I understand the full meaning of the word and the phrase, I can agree that ignorance can, in fact, be quite blissful.
I bring this up because today, the day after Patrick mowed our jungle of a lawn, I can now actually see more of the goings-on in our backyard. Specifically, the rat that keeps running between our neighbour's junk pile, across our property, and into our other neighbour's garden. Gross, gross, gross.
This paired with the fact that I saw a shadow dart along the ground in our furnace room the other day has turned me into a giant, jumpy, possibly (but probably not) paranoid freak.
Ugh. I'm not sure if I wish I didn't know, I just wish rat (and friends?) didn't exist in my bubble. One thing is clear: I sure as fuck won't be taking a 'vegan' approach to all this.
OMG, you're going to *eat* the rat?
Uh, no. But I won't be "humanely" trapping them only to release them into someone else'e neighbourhood either.
6 comments:
great - now i can't get visions out of my head of what hitler's powder room would have looked like.
Now I keep thinking I see things darting around in my apartment....ewww
Hahaha.... Oh dear... I feel for you. Do you have a cat? Now might be a good time.
Unless the rat is the size of a cat. I once saw one at the train station in London Bridge. Dude.
Maybe a dog instead.
Or local law enforcement.
... Yeah. I go with men with guns.
Hahaha ... eating the rat. Grody.
You could be a night sniper:
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