An often updated, personal blog and slightly humorous about the life and times of a retired lawn mowing guy who named himself Ronmower Weedeater. Ronmower is 63 years old and has a rough time with women, laws, weather, fire, dogs and his mowers and weedeaters. His neighbors are either off center or being watched by the law. An old friend, named Rodney Funyons Dipstick, lives in the shop (often with a scallywag girlfriend) and once had a ghost for a girlfriend who had been dead for about a hunderd and fifty years. If that ain’t enough, Ronmower is starting to get older and so is his wife Ma’am. His memory…..well. It won’t matter in about a hunderd years.
He rides around the creek and neighborhood on a 1985 Cushman Truckster that is really a tiny dump truck. Mowing is a big thing to him and so is driving on his grass. Most of his shopping is at Wal*Mart or Tractor Supply. He can’t spall worth a flip but he has some good ideas. Read the older blogs and get a good idea of where he’s coming from.
You can find him most any time, under some shade tree.
