I’m go­ing as Earl for Hal­loween this year

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I haven’t been to a Hal­loween party in years and this year is no ex­cep­tion.

This year on Hal­loween, it is se­nior night at my daugh­ter’s school and we get to walk out on the field as she is saluted as a se­nior mem­ber of the band.

I get to play my fa­vorite role of be­ing a daddy, for which I’ve had my good and bad mo­ments. If this was a re­al­ity show, I don’t think I would have been voted off of Daddy Is­land. Not yet.

All sorts of in­for­ma­tion comes across my desk. Among it, what’s pop­u­lar among the Hal­loween crowd this year. As is the case in most pres­i­den­tial elec­tion years, rub­ber masks that look like the candidates are very hot.

Equally hot is the mask of vice pres­i­den­tial can­di­date Sarah Palin. If you don’t re­ally look like her, you can put on a rub­ber mask and, voilà, you’re an Alaskan hockey mom.

I’ve not heard about the pop­u­lar­ity of any­thing re­gard­ing Sen. Joe Bi­den, al­though he and I sport sim­i­lar hair­cuts. Mine is all mine and his is all his, in­clud­ing some hair for which he has a re­ceipt.

I spent a lit­tle time this week with 21st cen­tury philoso­pher and tal­ented heavy equip­ment op­er­a­tor Earl Hed­den.

Earl, owner of Earl’s Grad­ing, al­ways has an in­ter­est­ing twist on things and I like to hear what he has to say. For­tu­nately for me, Earl doesn’t bill for talk time.

Earl doesn’t have an en­gi­neer­ing de­gree, but he is as smart as they come about slopes and drainage.

We are build­ing a new house and Earl is the go- to man on grad­ing. I share the be­lief that one day it will rain again. We in­stalled a com­plete set of gut­ters on the house. Earl used his bull­dozer to sculpt the land in such a way that the wa­ter will go away from the house.

They had to bring in about a dozen loads of dirt and Earl and his mighty bull­dozer scooped and pushed it into place.

The great­est thing Earl has done is re­move the last vis­i­ble kudzu from the yard.

In the pre- Earl era, kudzu was out of con­trol at our place. If kudzu was fire, my yard would have been the depths of hell.

I tried some sort of spray that is sup­posed to kill kudzu. It killed some of it, but I still had a healthy crop.

I don’t know if plants have any sen­sory abil­i­ties, but if they do, kudzu would fear Earl and his big bad bull­dozer. He scraped up what was left and put it in the dump­ster.

I’m not sure where they take the stuff in the dump­ster, but mine is in the kudzu in­fested land­fill.

We have planted grass seed where the kudzu once flour­ished. Now, if we get some of the rain that we so badly need, we will have a crop of grass and at the same time we can test out Earl’s wa­ter di­rect­ing prow­ess.

I thought about this Hal­loween stuff and I thought that if I went to a Hal­loween party, I’d go as Earl, pro­vided he’d let me drive his bull­dozer. Then, I had a bet­ter idea. I’ll have my own Hal­loween party in the yard at the new house. You’re all in­vited to come dressed as rain.

Bring your own wa­ter, please.

Har­ris Black­wood, a na­tive of So­cial Cir­cle, is on the ed­i­to­rial board of The Gainesville Times. Send e- mail to hblack­wood@ gainesvil­letimes.

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