It’s a blessing, not a curse. Really.

Some may call it ADHD, ADD, AADD or whatever. I call it non-linear thinking.

So, there I was setting a possible battery replacement for Lovely Daughter’s car up for a recharge, when a series of pinballing connections fired through my brain (outside installing the battery, front yard, used tire-based retaining wall landscaping project, mole problem, etc.) resulted in thinking, “I want one of these.  Maybe two.”

Yep. These lil guys just LOVE to eat moles. And other small animals (including poisonous snakes). Common kingsnake. Gotta get me some.