My kids had a snake for a couple years, and the damned thing would get loose and wander the house for days before hunger would bring it out into the open. It was a smallish (>5') boa constrictor, but I did not like that thing in the least. Imagine the thrill when making coffee at 4 a.m. and, while pouring, seeing the snake up on the counter, less than a foot from my cup! GaaAAAAAA!
Um, yeah...The Siren's Chronicles. Very nice group of people there. I'm supposed to be posting articles for them, but I've been in a real down period, depression-wise, and I can't just whip it out for some reason, which is why I turned down other offers before this; I'm not exactly dependable. Dusty, the Admin at Sirens, is an angel who lets me send her e-mail missives, which she formats and posts for me, so only she knows that I'm a nutjob! I do better with smart-assery on other's blogs, anyway.
Ohhh, gawddamn!
ReplyDeleteMy kids had a snake for a couple years, and the damned thing would get loose and wander the house for days before hunger would bring it out into the open. It was a smallish (>5') boa constrictor, but I did not like that thing in the least. Imagine the thrill when making coffee at 4 a.m. and, while pouring, seeing the snake up on the counter, less than a foot from my cup! GaaAAAAAA!
Hey dude. Notice you hang out at some place called "Sirens" or something.
ReplyDeleteGuess I'll add it to me old blog-roll.
I think that picture's photo-shopped.
I sincerely hope it is 'shopped! Yikes!
ReplyDeleteUm, yeah...The Siren's Chronicles. Very nice group of people there. I'm supposed to be posting articles for them, but I've been in a real down period, depression-wise, and I can't just whip it out for some reason, which is why I turned down other offers before this; I'm not exactly dependable. Dusty, the Admin at Sirens, is an angel who lets me send her e-mail missives, which she formats and posts for me, so only she knows that I'm a nutjob! I do better with smart-assery on other's blogs, anyway.