Gentlemen (and Ladies), Start Your Engines

Today is the day, folks; I bought some gasoline on my way home from work yesterday (as well as bought propane for cooking out and some other errands), so I will finally get to mow the former lawn that has virtually become a meadow today.
It doesn't make me feel better when I see other lawns in the same bad shape, and I feel worse having let it get so long when I see Walker Evans getting perturbed when he has a tough time lifting his leg above the grass to pee, or when he has to assume the position to poo.
I wonder if there will be any interesting findings in the grass when I mow it tonight?