Tree

The new floor looks the way wet cement looks: I walked on it just to claim it, but we'll see when it's dry.

The tree surgeon came to look at the monstrosity. He thought I wanted it felled and said this couldn't be done, but I said no, I just want it given a haircut, and I don't want the city to do it because they'll chop it off at the knees. He promised to check with Kor Tor Mor and come back with an estimate. I said what do you call these nasty fast-growing trees that are barely good enough for the paper mill, he said ton mai yai, I said yes I know, but what do you call these trees, etc.