I'm taking the day off just to watch it, and it makes me really sad.
although I don't think that I'll actually cry over it, I'm more upset than I was when I put the cat down.
it's split three ways in the middle and if I let it be, it would end up falling on a house or a car very soon.
this thing is 60 years old; it's survived dutch elm disease, oklahoma winds and giant fucking black ants, but nothing can save it from the chainsaw.
