Lost Sock Memorial Day

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Today is Lost Sock Memorial Day, and I have a few ideas of what may have happened to all those lost socks.

  • They were abducted by one footed aliens.
  • They went through the lint trap, which created a vortex and ended up in an alternate universe, where people find strange socks they never purchased in their dryer.
  • The spinning of the dryer created a paranormal suction and they are stuck in inter-dimensional space.
  • Kids used the socks to make puppets and buried the evidence in the yard.
  • Dogs used the socks as chew toys and buried the evidence in the yard.
  • The dryer gave the socks as an offering to the God of Appliances.
  • The socks ran away to live the single life.
  • The socks ran off in protest of stinky feet.

If you have any ideas of where all the lost socks have gone, please share in the comment section.

 

I Tend to Ramble

I have a tendency to ramble when I talk to people.  I am not sure why I feel compelled to go into a lengthy discussion in order to answer a simple question.

For Example:

Stranger –  What’s your dog’s name?

Me – This is Ben and he is a 2 year old Great Pyrenees.  He weighs over 100 pounds.  The Great Pyrenees were bred to be guard dogs, that’s why he is so big.  They often work in pairs when protecting animals in the field.  They are so intimidating, wolves usually don’t bother attacking.  The wolves prefer to find prey that will not result in massive injury to any of the pack members.  They are also lazy dogs.  Ben is the laziest dog I have ever seen.  When he was puppy, he wouldn’t walk more than three blocks before collapsing in the grass.  I thought something was wrong with the dog, so I took him to a local veterinarian and even took him to an animal cardiologist in Birmingham.  I spent a couple thousand dollars just to discover, I have a super lazy dog.  Also, his undercoat is so thick it’s more like wool than fur.  If you want to trim it, you will need clippers designed for sheering sheep.  Anyway, his name is Ben.  We call him Baby Ben a lot, because he is the youngest dog in the family.

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Homicide House

Twenty years ago, there was a quadruple homicide in this house.  The victims were teenagers and they were killed for accusing a young man of stealing a cell phone.

The guilty individual, as well as his two accomplices, were convicted and the house was eventually abandoned.

I drive by this house all the time and this week I was compelled to look inside of it.  It’s hard to describe how I felt entering the house.

There was a mixture of sadness and grief, due to the senseless murders that happened here.  I can’t even imagine how those poor teenagers felt as they realized their lives were coming to an end.  Also, I felt angry.  How can someone be so evil and callused?

I didn’t know the teenagers, but I feel for them and their families.  I wonder what they would have accomplished if their lives were not taken from them.

I left the house with a heavy heart and a lot of questions.

 

Y2K – What if Story

I was resting on the couch, thinking about random things, and I started wondering…

What if someone sold all they had in 1999, so they could use that money to buy a fortified underground bunker, stocked with everything they would need for the next 20 years?

What if that person locked themselves in the bunker, during the last week of 1999?

What if that person was unable to get TV or radio signals, due to the extra layers of protection designed to shield them from the effects of nuclear war?

What if that person was afraid of what may have become of the world and since they were totally convinced Y2K would cause the collapse of civilization they stayed in the bunker?

What if after all these years that person found themselves running low on supplies and decided to leave the bucker in December of 2016?

They would probably become an overnight media sensation.  They would be asked to do all sorts of interviews.  They could write  a book about their experiences and that book could be turned into a movie.  They would be the brunt of numerous jokes.  However, they would be making millions of dollars and they could just ignore the negative comments.

That’s how I think the story would go…