10:55 hrs.
07 Oct 14
You never know when things are going to occur. Everything can be going fine when the floor suddenly opens up under you. Even when you expect the event is going to happen in your heart of hearts you still don't want it to happen. Case in point: dear friends of mine suddenly lost their father to dementia/Alzheimer's. They knew it was going to happen and I am sure that they had prepared themselves for it but when it occurred it caught them off guard. I, myself, had only met him a few times but his passing made me think of my own parents and how I will someday face the same event. While relating this incident to my BETTER HALF I found myself choking back the tears. Yes, I am human.
On another note...the old derelict building near the Black Creek General Store has finally been torn down. Many years ago it was a store but looking back some thirty years I can't remember when it was last used. Recently, its windows and doors had been boarded up to prevent access by local HOODLUMS.
And speaking of HOODLUMS, did you read about the four bored morons in California who, armed with a golf club, decided on a whim to dispatch 920 chickens. That's right. They broke into a large farming operation and took turns playing whack damn it with someone's poultry. Obviously, the farmer wasn't home or there would have been four youth to be interned. Call it DEATH BY STUPIDITY. Now, I must admit that I did some crazy shit in my youth too. But I never did anything this insane.
Speaking of insane, anyone following the Luka Magnota trial? This clown has plead not guilty of first degree murder and dismemberment. He must be crazy, which is no excuse in my books. In this instance I say we should look to the Good Book. I don't recall which Testament its in but the passage reads: Do Unto Others as You Would Have Them Do Unto You. How about we change that. It should read: Do Unto Others As They Have Done Unto You. Might give some of these Crazy HOODLUM MORONS pause to consider their actions. Kill 920 chickens with a golf club? How about we whoop your as with a golf club. Nine hundred and twenty times split between the four of you. That will be 230 whacks each! Now, Bend Over! Yes, I know capital punishment is not an effective deterent to crime but when someone kills and dismembers an innocent person you really don't feel like paying for his three hots and a cot when there are homeless people living under the bridges right here in The Valley.
Another friend of mine, who just had to get away, has come north to THE VALLEY to do just that. To be alone. So I set him up on the side of the Beaufort mountains, under a Blood Moon, all by himself. Back in 2012, he had been with me OUT IN THE WEEDS so he's out beating the bushes by himself for the next couple of days. Pretty Ballsy if you ask me. I wish I was out there with him.
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