I'm gonna go soon, too. I'm working at a tree farm tomorrow. I'm going to be making pine wreaths and roping. That's what my grandma never wanted me to do. She tried teaching me once or twice but gave up after a little bit, declaring my hands weren't strong enough or something. She's really good at teaching people English composition but not so good at patiently teaching wreath-making.
Q: How many poets does it take to change a light bulb? A: 1001...one to change the bulb, 1000 to say it's already been done.