Showing posts with label maybe you need to fix that weird table. Show all posts
Showing posts with label maybe you need to fix that weird table. Show all posts

Thursday, June 12, 2025

Clean. It. Up.

 

wash that filth away


Here's the thing. Our hard-won civilization may be dissolving before our eyes but that's no excuse to let standards slip, far from it. To that end I pressure washed the pavement leading up to HQ and the porch itself, along with the venerable Compound's timber sided west wall and windows.




Great result, everything looks fresh and weirdly civilized. Ferns hang, cushions, ahem, sit on swing, and the deck's clean and ready for action. The total, when you think about it, reverse of our hell-hole cities. So congrats on a good job well done; the Compound breathes clearly now because dirt and grime has been washed away. It all looks... strangely white.

There's a moral in this, if you care to draw it.

Your Pal,

LSP