Weeds be gone

I will defeat the weeds in my yard, mark my words.

We don't even have grass. We have a patio and a bunch of landscaping rock. With the little weed-blocking fabric underneath it.

YET I STILL HAVE WEEDS.

But not for much longer. Today, I sprayed the hell out of them with some weed killer. All the good I have done by buying organic products for the last year were undone in a single afternoon when I polluted everything in site.

I figured as long as Jack doesn't pick up any rocks, he'll be A-OK. I am sure all of you drinking the Chicago water supply won't mind a little poison in your tap. By the time it gets diluted in the lake, I am sure it's probably harmless. Or not.

Hopefully, the weed poison will also wreak havoc on the neighborhood rats. Doubtful. It will probably just mutate them into super rats that will be even bigger than they already are. And when you see a rat as big as a squirrel in your alley, you can't imagine them getting much bigger now can you?