So, there I was, holding a giant industrial fan over my head, aimed at one of the trees in my front yard. The fan was really loud, and difficult to maneuver because of the gyroscopic effect of the spinning blades.
My reasoning: If I had to rake leaves, I wanted as many down as possible. That way next weekend would be easier.
It didn’t seem that absurd to me. Until I saw my neighbor watching from across the street, hands in his pockets, just slightly shaking his head.
And to add insult to silly, it didn’t really work.
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