Thursday, July 18, 2013

Prize money

There's a small island off the coast of Bermuda, and if you can survive living on it by yourself for a month, you win $75,000.

I'm gonna do it.

Sunday, July 14, 2013

Don't eat the owls

There is a group of owls eating the apples on our apple tree in the back yard. Every once in a while some strange, huge monster of a bird comes to attack the owls and I have to bang really hard on the glass window in the back door to frighten the monster bird away so the owls can be left in peace to feast on the apples.

Saturday, July 6, 2013

The roach

I notice there are some yellowish stains on my cream-colored sweater. I put it in the washing machine and give it a good wash but the stains are still there. So I take out a rag and get it hot and soapy and scrub each of the tiny stains, but they are still there. Then I look closer and see what looks like a grain of rice. I get a pair of tweezers and get it out of the sweater and onto a table and see that it's an insect egg of some sort. I look around for something to throw it away in/with and by the time I look back it's grown into a larger cocoon, and the bug is definitely a roach with wings -- about to make its escape.

The grain of rice is now a gel capsule-sized cocoon. I knock the table as I'm scrambling and the roach has now fallen into something like a shopping cart, with odd-sized boxes and containers hiding it from view and making it impossible to get a clear angle to smash. I start throwing some of the boxes at it but the cocoon has rolled into an open space beneath random other things in the cart and is completely safe.

Then it comes out of its cocoon and flies up out of view, and then I feel it on my back. I shake the back of my shirt as best I can to get the nasty thing off me and finally I see it fly away.

At that point I realize it will make babies, and they will make more babies, and now I've got an infestation on my hands.