Sometimes I see you as the gateway to Yellowstone.
Sometimes I see the majestic Tetons and the endless nature, and take in every moment.
And sometimes... the banjo music kicks in and drowns everything else out.
Idaho, like most parts of the country this summer, is fucking HOT. So much so that people don't want to work outside unless they have to. Since the sun doesn't set until 9:30 right now, that leaves a lot of daylight.
My neighbors have found ways to get outdoor work done without being outdoors, and in the most redneck-esque way possible.
First, my next door neighbor needed to wash his car. He didn't want to bake in the 99 degree sun, so he did this:
Yes, you're seeing correctly. A sprinkler has been positioned on top of the vehicle and is 'watering' the car.
...and for some reason, the car was running while he did this. Maybe so he can hop in and enjoy the air conditioning?
OH BUT WAIT, it gets better. A few houses down, the residents were working on putting new metal shingles on their roof. Before they could put on the new material they had to remove the old...
...but taking off hot metal from a hot roof, in the middle of the day? They weren't going to handle that themselves...
Instead of prying and wiggling and tugging every piece off, they tied a rope to their car, and attached the other end to a metal piece. They would then drive off, ripping the metal off the roof.
...either that or the car likes to wander off like their dog does, and they were tying it up so it couldn't run away...
So welcome to my neighborhood. Feel sorry for me yet???