01 May 2015

Don't Go In The Basement!

My brother made a snake cage once.

It was a scout project and the plans for it came out of an old Boy Scout Handbook and consisted of a box made of thin plywood on four sides and measured one foot square and eight inches high.  The front was screened as was the top lid.  The hinges were pieces of old leather belt and a hook-and-eye clasp kept it closed and locked.  JW hung a light over the cage so we could watch our captives, and to provide warmth.

I was five or six and JW was eleven and we filled the bottom of the cage with newspaper and grass clippings and populated it with seven garter snakes captured in a near-by vacant lot.   They were young snakes with gray bodies, pale cream bellies and all with a colored stripe running lengthwise.  Some stripes were red and some were yellow.  We gave them names.

29 March 2015

Sasquatch Is Found, Captured And Imprisoned In Oregon

A hunter, walking in the woods near his home in Manning, Oregon,  in October of 2013, had a close encounter with the fabled Bigfoot... and actually had a conversation with it before being attacked by the creature.

Jeff McDonald, the hunter, at first wasn't fearful because he carried a deer rifle and the Sasquatch was unarmed, and didn't look like the big hairy ape-like movie/TV characters he'd seen. This one looked like a naked man.  It even had a name, Linus Norgren, and spoke English and claimed to be from a family of Sasquatches. 

As they walked and talked McDonald tried to steer Norgren  to a road, thinking to help the naked man back to civilization and a nice warm loony bin.  Late Fall  hunting season in the western Oregon woods can be quite chilly and wet.  This particular Sassy had other ideas and hit McDonald in the head with a rock.

06 January 2015

Five Million Dollars To Disappear

How much are your family relations worth to you?  

I wonder this because I watched my wife's sister, Dee (not her real name) playing and cuddling with her only grandson, whom she was denied access to for a couple years.  He is now back in her life on a regular basis and both of them seem to be very happy about it.  
I asked her, when her grandson, A-boy (not his real name) was gone home with his father, "If someone offered you a million dollars to never see, and never communicate with A-boy ever again, would you agree to that deal?"