shear insanity

When I started writing my ginnygrams, I decided on a few simple rules: Be nice, keep a family rating, and don’t judge.

Sorry, but I have to break all three rules today.

Today, my frolleague (friend plus colleague) Chris and I went for what we thought would be a G-rated walk through our work-neighborhood. Get a little sunshine on our heads, burn a few calories. Holy cow! Look at this topiary insanity! Right here on Kenton Avenue, before God ‘n’ everybody! Thank goodness, Chris had her iPhone. She choreographed a very subtle route over to the house and nonchalantly faced the topes and “checked her email.” We didn’t get caught. She documented. We have proof.

I don’t know what we’re going to do about this, but I’m wishing for either a chainsaw with a silencer or a deal for a new reality show.

      So You Think You Can Prune.