After the '91 bike crash, there was a settlement of about $100K which means it was about $66K because the lawyer gets a third of it. Since the bike crash had made it quite clear you may die at any moment, that meant only thing: blow the money. That meant one killer cool forty-foot swimming pool in the backyard in a Lazy L configuration to give a wraparound effect to the house.
The Mystery Lady was having a grand time on the deck which overlooked the pool and she sat out there with a tall, refreshing beverage of an alcoholic nature. This made for an excellent perch for watching all these guys digging, at incredible speed, a bloody great hole in the backyard and then filling it up with ... presto ... a swimming pool filled with an ever-so-cheerful pattern in the liner and crystal clear water to see it.
There are various things which swimming pool salesfolk do not tell you about a pool when you buy one. The first and most important is you will spend far, far more time cleaning it than you will ever spend swimming in it. Twistin' by the poolside, blowin' joints, an' feelin' good is one grand time ... except the other six days of the week you're fishin' leaves, pill bugs, and worms out of it.
Pill bugs have an extraordinary predilection for swimming but with one substantial caveat: they really suck at it and float like stones. There were always many pill bugs on the bottom of the pool where they remained until the local cabana boy (i.e. me) vacuumed them back out again.
And worms ... they have the twisted idea they can swim but how does this work when they can't even see where they are going. Maybe that's how they end up in the pool. They're just tooling along being worms as they do and then they just fall into it. We don't know. We don't care. We are thankful for the gift of needing to vacuum them back out again as well.
There were times when I had been remiss regarding my pool vacuuming duties for, oh, twenty minutes or so ... and the pool would be full of worms and pill bugs again. It was on one of these occasions when the Cadillac Man dropped by the house with his little five-year-old daughter. We went to the back to hang out by the pool because, with or without worms, it was a pretty thing to see.
There's no hiding things from children and why try anyway. The child was filled with curiosity and could not contain it so she had to ask in her quiet little voice, "Daddy, why does he keep worms in his swimming pool?"
That moment has stood preserved over the years and many have passed as the little girl is now married with a baby of her own. But, even now, I'm still the Man Who Keeps Worms in the Swimming Pool.
So it is writ.
The Mystery Lady was having a grand time on the deck which overlooked the pool and she sat out there with a tall, refreshing beverage of an alcoholic nature. This made for an excellent perch for watching all these guys digging, at incredible speed, a bloody great hole in the backyard and then filling it up with ... presto ... a swimming pool filled with an ever-so-cheerful pattern in the liner and crystal clear water to see it.
There are various things which swimming pool salesfolk do not tell you about a pool when you buy one. The first and most important is you will spend far, far more time cleaning it than you will ever spend swimming in it. Twistin' by the poolside, blowin' joints, an' feelin' good is one grand time ... except the other six days of the week you're fishin' leaves, pill bugs, and worms out of it.
Pill bugs have an extraordinary predilection for swimming but with one substantial caveat: they really suck at it and float like stones. There were always many pill bugs on the bottom of the pool where they remained until the local cabana boy (i.e. me) vacuumed them back out again.
And worms ... they have the twisted idea they can swim but how does this work when they can't even see where they are going. Maybe that's how they end up in the pool. They're just tooling along being worms as they do and then they just fall into it. We don't know. We don't care. We are thankful for the gift of needing to vacuum them back out again as well.
There were times when I had been remiss regarding my pool vacuuming duties for, oh, twenty minutes or so ... and the pool would be full of worms and pill bugs again. It was on one of these occasions when the Cadillac Man dropped by the house with his little five-year-old daughter. We went to the back to hang out by the pool because, with or without worms, it was a pretty thing to see.
There's no hiding things from children and why try anyway. The child was filled with curiosity and could not contain it so she had to ask in her quiet little voice, "Daddy, why does he keep worms in his swimming pool?"
That moment has stood preserved over the years and many have passed as the little girl is now married with a baby of her own. But, even now, I'm still the Man Who Keeps Worms in the Swimming Pool.
So it is writ.
6 comments:
So the legend of the man who grew worms in his pool began and continues with my daughter to this day. UH!
It's a humble worm legacy but it lives on. Hallelujah!
Salt water pool with a robo vaccuum. I spent less than 60 minutes working the pool
15 minutes putting in salt No worms no bugs no leaves
and 5 minutes backwashing filter 8-9 times
No set up or shut down as I run the pool all year. I need it for the quench after a sauna
Well, dayum, I'm sure feeling that pain! (larfs)
The Swedes and the Indians they understand
They can go ahead on understanding getting yer body all hotted up and then jumping in the snow. I was thinking, fer a moment, that'd be like putting a huge shower nozzle over your bed and the moment you and yer squeeze (or horse if you're in Switzerland) get finished, it would suddenly rain down on you. Yah, but then I was thinking there are times when that might even be cool.
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