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2010-08-20 10:11 AM well...this and that strikes again i don't have anything in particular to talk about...i'm just bored.
inquiring, curious and nosy minds are wondering...the other day i was walking home from the store right as school was letting out. i do have a grade school down the street from me and it is actually about a 1/2 block from my particular building. anyway, so i'm walking down the sidewalk and there are two kids coming towards me. brother and sister, i'm assuming, one about 7 or 8, the other about 9 or 10. the sister is on a bicycle and the brother is walking beside her. they notice me coming towards them, and the brother grabs the sister's handlebars and steers her a little to the side into the grass. i think, well, that's kind of polite. the little boy is moving his sister out of the way so i can walk by. but then, as i get just about to them, the little girl turns around and waves at one of the vehicles coming down the street from the school. i think nothing about it and as i pass them, i keep expecting one of those vehicles to stop and pick them up (they were all trucks and suvs, so the bicycle wasn't an issue for me in the storyline) but as i walked a little further, i turned around to see all the vehicles had passed without stopping, and the two kids were back in the middle of the sidewalk making their way to the stop sign at the end of the road. so i'm wondering, is this something the parents had instructed them to do? "if a stranger approaches you, move out of the way, and wave to either an oncoming car or another person nearby" it's a genius diversion tactic to thwart a possible child abduction. i mean, abductors want easy marks. and no abductor would take a child when he thinks someone the child knows might have seen him near the child right before the abduction. i don't know if that's what they were doing, but it sure looked like it to me. on the other hand, just what the hell does that mean i looked like to them? i'm pretty sure i looked more like a bag lady than a child abductor. but i guess today, kids can never be too careful. ------ well, little miss chewy chews-a-lot, must have been inspired while watching "work of art" with me. she decided the other day to deconstruct my sofa. i walked into my apartment to find sofa cushion foam in little pieces all over my living room. oye, this dog will be the death of me. i bought her one of those long lasting chew bones before i left to dc. when i came home, it is no where to be found. as it is, when i got back, i had to put her in a 12-step program. traci has always given asche a few sips of beer here and there. i asked her repeatedly not to, and recently she hadn't been. the day of the wedding, i get this frantic 911 text from her saying that asche had attacked her. now attacking people, other than loving them to death, albeit very roughly, is not in her nature. pit or no pit, it's just not. asche gets in playful moods and likes to tug and play with her leash. i forgot to tell traci this, so when asche did it, it took traci by surprise, caused her to lose her balance and with asche's strength, she fell. asche then came up and put her mouth over traci's neck. now asche has never done that to me, but z says that's the way she plays with him all the time. i assure traci that's all it was but it did give her a little fright (and it would if you don't know the dog like that) so traci decided to suck up to asche and she put some beer in her water bowl "then we sat down and had a long talk." oye! ------ supposedly we're going to the boat races tomorrow. i don't know how that works, i've never been, so we'll see. but it should be fun (although crowded, ugh) and i'm thinking there will be music and over-priced food. and of course, lots of beach and sun. it should be cool. according to the website, they it's powerboat racing. Super Boat International (and yes, the pier in the photo is Cocoa Beach Pier, about 3 miles from my house.) i had every intention of going to the surf competition back in april, but i just forgot about it (don't have a tv and don't listen to the radio, so i had no local stations to remind me) i'll catch it next year though. maybe i should put my calendar function to work on my phone. ------ i've decided to sell my car and buy a scooter. yep, that's right, you heard it. scooters are common here and it's really a perfect solution for me. for my purposes, shopping, bank, dmv, doctor's appointments, it's all i need. i could travel pretty far on a scooter in florida if i wanted. the license, registration and insurance would be cheaper, not to mention the gas (and better for the environment too) there are drawbacks like sometimes you just need a car. if i had to take asche someplace, she needs a car (or at least a motorcycle with a sidecar) if i want to go somewhere with a group of people, i can't drive, because i could only carry one person. lol all i'd need is a motorcycle license, they are very reasonably priced, and i even found one place that offered free delivery to your door. (pssst...i'm working my way up to a harley. afterall, you didn't learn to drive a car in a race car...no, you learned to drive a car in a vw bug) ;-) Read/Post Comments (0) Previous Entry :: Next Entry Back to Top |
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