While most people are counting sheep, I am thinking about septic tanks. More specifically, the nonfunctional one at the Goose, which I am scheduled to take ownership of on March 13. At 11:00 ayem. So I called the guy who used to own the Goose who thinks maybe there are a couple septic tanks on the property, though he doesn't really know where they are.
"Anyway, there's a guy who put mine in for me for about a thousand dollars," he said.
"How long did it take you to get the permits?" I asked.
"Permits?" he asked incredulously. "You really don't understand us hillbillies, do you?"
