“To Nero, Emperor of Rome, Master of the World, Divine Pontiff. I can forgive you for murdering your wife and your mother, for burning our beloved Rome, for befouling our fair country with the stench of your crimes. But one thing I cannot forgive - the boredom of having to listen to your verses, your second-rate songs, your mediocre performances. Adhere to your special gifts, Nero - murder and arson, betrayal and terror.”

— Petronius (in his dying letter to Nero) #boredtodeath #STFU

Morning dog walk: the most mosquitoes and fire ants ever for this time of year. And for the same reason (all the rain) the grass is green and gets cut weekly so nobody threw down rye grass seed this year to have a “fake lawn” that only lasts three months. Seventy degrees out today and the large oaks finally have started losing their big brown leaves. #BoredToDeath #YouWereWarned