Monday, September 18, 2017

BULLETS AFTER MIDNIGHT



I hadn't planned on writing a new blog post right now, but I wanted to mention an unexpected "incident".

I'm up after midnight, as usual, using my laptop which I keep on the kitchen table. I am actually putting the finishing touches on my online store, which I plan to open in another day or so.
I know - - I've been saying that for several weeks. But this time I really mean it.

My biggest problem with the store is organization. I don't like the way I organized the products, but what the heck - nobody's perfect. 
Although I come pretty close. 

I'm getting off track. Let's continue:

While I'm working on the store, I'm listening to Eurielle. Her voice is mesmerizing. She's singing Lament for Thorin, which I absolutely love.

Anyway
halfway through the song, two gunshot blasts nearly blow me out of my seat.
They are close to the back of my house (where I'm sitting) and I mean dangerously close.

At first I try to tell myself it was something else - like the 'possums and raccoons who scrounge around my back porch....

.....but there's no mistake about the sound of gunfire. Almost immediately, there are two more shots. That inspires me to turn off the light and shut down the computer.

It was just after 2:00 a.m.
I live alone in the middle of nowhere. It's pitch dark. The forest behind my house is remote and uninhabited (except for animals, birds.....and ghosts....)

Who the hell could be out there at this ungodly hour? What are they shooting at? And why so damn close to my house? 

I'm not the scaredy-cat type. I don't scare easily. But these very close gunshots really unnerved me. I pulled on my boots and sat in the dark on the living room sofa for nearly half an hour. I heard a few unusual noises outside, but thankfully no more shots.

Right now it's 3:30 a.m. and I'm back at the kitchen table - - but I pulled the blinds down on the kitchen window. Just in case.....

A few nights ago the coyotes were near the back porch, screaming like banshees. They often sound very human, which is creepy.

Well, that's my story, boys and girls.
As soon as it gets light I have to walk down to my mailbox (it's incredibly far away) to mail an important letter. I'm hoping the mail carrier will see the red flag (on my box) when he drives by today.

Fun in the wilderness.....

Wednesday, September 13, 2017

INTERMISSION

I feel lousy and things have been going bad (or badly, for all you grammar freaks). 

This morning, despite my abject misery and negative attitude, I decided to venture outside for a walk in the woods.
It has been raining for the past three days (remnants of Hurricane Irma), so I didn't go far - - just stayed on my own property.

It was a pleasant walk - despite mud up to my ankles and distant gunfire. I always worry that a trigger-happy myopic hillbilly will mistake me for Big Foot.

Despite running into a twenty foot spider web which looked like something from Conan Doyle's Lost World, I didn't have any mishaps.
But I came home annoyingly wet and covered in mud. With remnants of spider web on my hat, face.....
...and in my mustache....

For your viewing pleasure, boys and girls, I brought my El Cheapo camera with me and took some unremarkable and uninteresting pictures of the gloomy wet forest.
The forest won't be beautiful until the foliage transforms into autumnal colors - which won't happen for another month.
A few random leaves just couldn't wait until autumn....

 The entrance of the forest:
which reeks with the possibility of Red Riding Hood wolves and Hansel and Gretel witches.

It was so dark that my camera flash kept going off, but when I tried taking a few pics without the flash they looked really crappy.



The good news is that all the ticks are gone (for the season), so I only had to worry about running into 15,000 other kinds of creepy bugs. Including mega giant spiders.
But I'm a tough dude. I can take it.




I never allow my cats to go anywhere near the forest, but I do let them out on the back porch for a breath of air. Scruffy was very reluctant to come back inside this morning.
(I plan to paint the back porch within the next few weeks - because it looks like hell. I already painted the front porch)

I didn't intend to center these final paragraphs, but the Blogger gremlins won't allow me to fix it.

Monday, September 11, 2017

REMEMBER




This isn't a regular blog post - - it's merely a thought. 
And it's also a risk - since my personal thoughts inevitably stir up the wrath of the haters.
So be it.

Take some time to remember the tragedy of 911 which occurred 16 years ago today: September 11, 2001.





Remember those people who are presently suffering from the ravages of the recent hurricanes, Harvey in Texas and Irma in Florida.

Remember the courage and resilience of the American people who have pride in our freedom and way of life.




To those who hate our country
our history
our traditions
our values and beliefs
and our President........

.......remember that you have the freedom to live elsewhere - - in a country where you might feel more comfortable.