Lost Sock Theory

Have you ever lost a sock?  Have you every wondered what happened to all those lost socks?  I have a few theories:

  • 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 don’t own 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.

Do you have any theories as to where all the missing socks have gone?

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Sitting in a Cemetery

The oldest graveyard in Athens, Alabama, is a block from the courthouse and is known as Old City Cemetery.  Most of the graves are unreadable and many have been damaged over the years.

However, the grave of John Craig received a new marker recently.  He was a soldier in the Revolutionary War, so his grave has been maintained over the years.

I was sitting in the cemetery looking at his grave and wondering about his life.  His world was filled with uncertainty.  The American Colonies were going to war with England (a world super-power at the time).

If the war was lost, he could be executed for treasonous acts.  If the war was won, his world would still be filled with upheaval and unknown circumstances.  He would be living in a brand new country that was trying to establish a government.

I wonder what he must have thought about his future possibilities.  Did he think about future generations and how much his actions would effect them?  Was he afraid of the unknown future?  Was he filled with feelings of invincibility and the optimism of youth?

John Craig was fighting for a country that was only a dream at the time.  He was willing to die, for the idea of a free and independent nation.

His willingness to fight and give his life, if necessary, is still honored today.

Wondering About Old Houses

I like looking at old houses.

I wonder about the people that lived in the house when it was sparkling new.  Did they have fancy parties?  Was there a beautiful horse and buggy that would roll up to the front door?

How many families have called this place home over the years?  Did anyone ever die in that house?  Was anyone ever murdered in that house?

What secrets does the house know?

Does anyone else think about such things?  Maybe it’s just me.  Maybe I’m just weird.

 

 

Thinking at the Cemetery

The oldest graveyard in Athens, Alabama, is a block from the courthouse and is known as Old City Cemetery.  Most of the graves are unreadable and many of them have been damaged over the years.  However, the grave of John Craig received a new marker recently.  He was a soldier in the Revolutionary War, so his grave has been maintained over the years.

I was sitting in the cemetery looking at his grave and wondering about his life.  His world was filled with uncertainty.  The American Colonies were going to war with England (a world super-power at the time).

If the war was lost, he could be executed for treasonous acts.  If the war was won, his world would still be filled with upheaval and unknown circumstances.  He would be living in a brand new country that was trying to establish a government.

I wonder what he must have thought about his future possibilities.  Did he think about future generations and how much his actions would effect them?  Was he afraid of the unknown future?  Was he filled with feelings of invincibility and the optimism of youth?

John Craig was fighting a war for a country that was only a dream at the time.  He was willing to die, for the idea of a free land and an independent nation.

His willingness to fight and give his life, if necessary, is still honored today.  His grave marker is maintained and replaced when needed.

Did he ever wonder if he would be remembered by generations that would be born hundreds of years in future?  Could he even imagine the idea of someone sitting at his grave thinking about his life in the year 2016?