We are in the process of building a pond in the back yard. Just a very small one to start. I figured I could add a waterfall and possibly a second pond later depending on how it goes. I will post some pictures in a couple of days. Have to charge up the camera anyway, Anna is graduating from Kindergarten on Wednesday.
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What a friggin' Idiot
Yahoo! News – Louisiana Bill Would Ban Low-Slung Pants
I can see where some people might get offended, but please give us a break and worry about fixing existing stupid ass laws before you come up with more bullshit.
Mother's Day
What a shitty Mother’s Day. I got my wife a phone and the new Aerosmith DC, Anna made her a picture frame. Had to work, so I didn’t pull in until about 6pm or so. Got to hang out, eat supper, watched a little TV. I think we crashed around 11pm. At 11:15, got a call from work. Fucking crackhead cook I had borrowed from another store walked out. I ended up having to go in, got home at 6:30am Yesterday. I was beat.
Just gets better
Watched Deadwood again Sunday night. I figured they would have shit for a story once Wild Bill was shot in the back (a small bit of truth in this fine fiction), but it is getting better and better. Very cool show.
Man Who Killed Armed Intruder Jailed Eight Years
When did the scottish turn into pussies? Apparently four men performed a home invasion, armed with guns. The VICTIM grabbed a sword, stabbed one of them, who later died. The remaining three were later charged with robbery and firearm offences, but the victim was sentenced with manslaughter and jailed for eight years. Just remember, next time you are robbed in Scotland, don’t bother to defend yourself, run away screaming like a little girl or the justice system will have your ass.
Progress – Fiction
She came out of her deep sleep very slowly. It seemed to take ages. She stretched and yawned, shook the sleep out of her bones. She pawed her hooves on the rock floor of her cave, gave a whinny as if to call the others. She looked around the dark cave trying to see if anyone had been there. Her silver horn gave off enough light to just see the walls around her. No one had disturbed her with their presence in hundreds of her years.
Then she recalled what had prompted the deep sleep in the first place. She was the last of her kind. She had hidden herself away in the cave deep within the ancient forest until a better time came, when she could emerge, and possibly find another to help her make a child. What then had awoken her from the deep slumber? Perhaps the time had come to look around. Things could have changed. Maybe the humans were gone now, or had become less warlike, with their fierce swords and bows, clubs and fire.
She walked for a long time, picking her way through the rocks and debris in the anciant cavern. Streaks of gold in the walls glittered back as they picked up the light from her horn. At some point she crossed a small underground stream, stopping for a long draught. Little sightless fish scattered as she dipped her head. She lifted her head as she felt a breeze in her mane. Close to the surface now.
She galloped quickly as the cave widened out, became less sloped. She started to see a bit out light up ahead. She could see the mouth of the cave. She slowed as she got closer. The smells were different. Bad. Diseased. As if something was dying. As she emerged from the cave she was shocked. Most of the ancient forest was gone. There were trees, mostly new growth, less than a hundred years old. She could see the river several leagues away, and long ribbons of rock through the forest. And the noise. It was deafening. In the sky, and in the ground. Everything vibrated with it.
She gingerly picked her way down the face of the mountain she had emerged from. She was having trouble hearing the forest with all of the distraction. She could not tell one smell from the other. She noticed that she was trembling from fear, and forced herself to stop. She went in the direction of the river. It was slow going, as she stopped every couple of minutes to lift her head and listen.
She emerged at the riverbank, and stooped to take a drink. A loud noise, as if from an avalache, startled her, and she felt a great pain in her side, then another in her head. She slowly toppled over, crying out. Blood ran out of the wounds. The light from her horn went out as it dissapeared from view. As she lay dying in the light of the afternoon sun, she decided that maybe things had not changed after all.
Footsteps crashed through the underbrush, Then stopped. “Goddammit”, said the human in the bright orange clothing, “I could have sworn it was a three-pointer. Just another fucking horse”.
Damn
Damn, Ten AM on a Saturday morning. Just woke up. Don’t get to do that too often. Usually I’ve been up six hours by now.
Hahaha
Thanks for bringning it to my attention. This was great
Quote for Today
“If you’ve got them by the balls, their hearts and minds will follow” – John Wayne
Shrillary for prez?
Looks like John Kerry has all but sewn up the Democratic Presidential Nomination. One thing seems to be missing though. No endorsement from either of the Clintons, who seem to hate missing any of the limelight for more than five minutes. Perhaps that is because they don’t want the Democrats to win in 2004. That would make it extremely difficult for Hillary to get the 2008 nomination, against a sitting Democrat. There are still four more months to go until a vote is cast at the Democratic Convention, and I believe that in that time, Kerry will do something stupid, or something else along the lines of the intern story will come out to fry him, leaving noone viable to take the nomination…unless Hillary Clinton steps in, which is what I predict may happen. Four years earlier than she plans, but President Bush would have a much harder time beating her than he will Kerry.