Another Christmas Eve Tail

Been a tough year for elves, trying to make gifts from lumps of coal.  If you’re lucky enough to have lumps of coal.

FrogTown is the same.  We’ve trying to stretch things beyond the plastic deformation point.

Snow has come to FrogTown .  Not a lot , but  enough to make driveway a challenge going up and lots of fun going down. If you like that sort of thing.  And the tires on the Highlander are almost as bald as I am. We’ve been trying to stretch the rubber as far as it will go. Starboard rear has been patched as many times as Windows™.   I feel pretty deflated about the issue, but I know we’re treading on thick ice.  After all: what goes around needs to be round.

Clearly some compromises in our lavish life styles are called for.  I’m trying to cut back on electricity by listening to the radio in mono.    Even the animals are making sacrifices.  Karma and Peabody are trying to live off the land.  They still want a full bowl of food at the end of the day. It’s hard work finding enough mice, sticks and deer poop for a proper meal.

Tangelo and Flannel have been asked to change from designer litter to all natural sand, of which we harvest ourselves.   I thought this up myself.

Ever since Peabody came to stay with us, Flannel has refused to come down stairs.  So Julie had to put a litter box in the upstairs bathroom. It was that or find the laundry basket full of stuff besides clothing.   One downside to the litter box upstairs is that Flannel and Tangelo track the litter around the bathroom and into our bedroom.  Bad enough that additional Hoovering is required. They also chase each other across our bed, leaving litter trails.  It’s hard to get a good night’s sleep lying in the gritty stuff.   I thought the change to sand would make it seem like snoozing on the beach.  Wrong.  More like rolling on sandpaper.  But it saves some money.

The other day I was trudging back from picking up our mail.  Julie had put a smallish package in the mailbox and put up the flag, on her way to school.  It was more of an envelope.  She had put quite a few stamps on it. But there it was, among the incoming mail.  At first I thought that Jane the Ignorant Slut had just overlooked it.  It was only filling up half the mailbox.   But I noticed it had an official note on it.

There is a new regulation that the mail carriers aren’t allowed to pick up any mail that weighs more than 13 oz.  You have to take it in person to the post office and declare that it doesn’t contain any “fragile, perishable or hazardous materials”.  Signed “Department of Homegrown Insecurity. “

Jane takes her job seriously.  Never mind, that Julie had weighed the package – to figure out how many stamps to lick- and it was just under 2 oz.

I could see how even an experienced postal person could have difficulty misjudging weigh by a factor of 6.5.  So it wasn’t surprising to me that Jane, the Ignorant Slut could make an error.  Or maybe she holds a grudge about the poison ivy that was stuffed in the mail box this summer.

Julie has less tolerance for idiots than I do.  I didn’t want to stick around when Julie learned of Jane’s weight issues.

Anyway. I had to go , and do some other errands.   Karma and Peabody came along to help.   They don’t actually help much, but they always like to go for rides. Doesn’t take much persuading.  Jingle the car keys and they start doing the puppy dance.

I went to WaWho’s Shop of Rare and Delectable Drinks in Ann Arbor first to pick up some Christmas Cheer.  It’s always an experience wandering up and down the narrow isles checking out the goodies.    Besides fluids, WaWho has exotic munchies. I grabbed a package of pomegranate pretzels, and a couple of cheddar cheesy candy canes to go with my selections of Christmas Cheer: All Natural Healthy Organic Taproot Beers, with no artificial ingredients or preservatives.

WaWho’s daughter, Mary Lou was working the checkout. “Excellent choices, Mr. Wright.  We just got some French fried frog wings and some fresh freeze dried frog flippers in. Would you like to try some?”

I thought not.

It started to sleet on the way back. Or maybe rain.  I couldn’t be sure.  I’d need to ask Ruddy.  Either way it wasn’t going to improve the driveway’s coefficient of friction.

I headed over to Ben’s feed store to pick up a few bags of coefficient of friction modifier.  Karma & Peabody got real excited and started doing the hooky puppy in the back of the car. Ben always has a dish of puppy treats on the counter.

I told them I would be a while, but left the keys in the ignition so they could listen to the radio. They were listening to Silent Night by Howling Wolf. I made them promise they wouldn’t drive off and leave me like they did last time.  They thought it was funny to see people chasing cars.  Real hoot.

Ben heard  me come in. He has one of those plastic pigs that makes rude noises when anyone walks in the door.  Feed store humor.

“What can we do to you today, young man?”  Ben calls everybody “young man” regardless of age.  Unless its somebody of the  XX chromosome persuasion.

Me: “How about couple bags of coefficient of friction modifier?”

“Well, we just ran out of the Turkey Grit®, Chicken Grit®, Duck Grit®, Geese Grit®, Pheasant Grit®, Ostrich Grit® .   Good news is we just got a truck load of specialty Grit:  Yellow Nosed Albatross  Grit®, Emu Grit®, Pink-headed Duck Grit®, Rufous-vented Ground-Cuckoo Grit®, Humming Bird Grit®, and Pterodactyls Grit®. We haven’t had any call for the Pterodactyl Grit® in a long time, so we’re running a special on it. Ten bags for a buck.“

“Sold ! Ten bags please” said I.

“Hey, Freddy!  Load up this young man’s  car with 10 bags Pterodactyls Grit®.” Ben hollered.  “You got Karma & Peabody with you?”

“Yep. Out there singing Christmas Carols.”

“Hey Freddy! Take out a box of  puppy treats for Karma and Peabody.”  He hollered. “My treat.”

“Wow they are going to be excited. They’ll be doing the puppy dance all the way home. “

Me: “ Say – where’s Ruddy? I wanted to ask him about the weather. You know – rain, snow, sleet and what the forecast is for Christmas.”

Ben: “Sorry to tell, Ruddy’s  in the hospital. Had a hunting accident.”

Me: “No kidding. Is he going to be all right?”

Ben: “Should be in a couple of months, after some physical therapy. He’s in that hospital in Ann Arbor getting another prosthesis right now. Actually should help balance him out. You may have noticed he listed a bit to starboard. ”

Me: “What happened? He sit on a bear trap? Some drunk taking pot shots at the half moon? “

Ben: “Nope. It was one of those freak accidents.  He was walking through the woods and came to a fence…”

Me: “You mean he leaned his gun up against the fence and it fell and went off?”

Ben: “ No. wasn’t like that at all. And don’t interrupt your elders.”

Me: “Sorry Ben”

Ben: “Ruddy’s a careful hunter.  When he’s walking, his shot gun is broken down, and the shells are in his pocket.  And with past experience he found the safest way over a fence is the Fosbury Flop”  [http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Fosbury_Flop]

Me: “So what went wrong?”

Ben:  There were three things.  First – the fence was just a bit higher than he judged. Two – it was an electric fence. And three –the shells were in his hip pocket.”

Me: “Ouch”

Ben: “I know I don’t really don’t have to tell you he’s real sensitive right now.”

Me: “I imagine how much getting all that buck shot would hurt.”

Ben:  “Yep that. But what I meant is he’s real sensitive about his disfigurement.  After his accident at the muffin factory, he was the butt of jokes for years. “

Me: “Never fear. It would be asinine to make any cheeky remarks.”

Ben: “Might be a good idea not say anything around Freddy either. You know she’s Ruddy’s identical twin?”

Me:  “No fooling. I didn’t know he had any siblings.”

Not to mention Freddy has blond hair, about 5.1’, and seems to be 18 years old.  Ruddy has red hair, 6.4’ tall and looks to be about 58.

Ben: “Yeah. Lots of folks miss that. They had different mothers.  And  different fathers.  And were born exactly 40 and a half years apart. “

Me: “Ah-ha. I’ll bend over backwards not to talk behind Ruddy’s behind.”

Ben: “Knew I could count on you, young man.

Say, are you going to need any kitty litter? We got single cat, multi-cat, male cat, female cat, neutered male, neutered female,  bisexual cats, clumping, non-clumping, odor control, instant odor control, organic odor control. We got single cat clumping with organic odor control. We got multi-cat non-clumping with instant odor control. We got your designer colors – earth tone grey or beige. Magenta or chartreuse. …”

I had to interrupt him to explain about our new cost saving strategies.

“What kind of sand do you have?” asked  Freddy. She had come back from loading the Pterodactyls Grit® in the car.   “Oh, did you know your dogs are out there singing Christmas Carols and doing the Fox Trot?”

Me: “They like to do that” meaning Karma & Peabody. “What do you mean? Its just sand.”

Freddy: “Like: what color is it? Coarse or fine?”

Me: “Well let me see…  yellow brown with some flecks of red, green and white.  Grains are between  0.123 and 0.375 millimeters, more or less. Kinda loamy with various mice, moles, worms and bugs.  You know just plain sand.”

Freddy:  “ No such thing as just plain sand.  Sounds like a quartz olivine mixture   with a pinch of magnetite, chlorite, and  glauconite.  You must live north of here.  Only place that has that combination is at  longitude  -84.10709,  latitude 42.42208”

Me: “Amazing!  How the heck did you know that? ”

Freddy: “That’s a long story…”

I cut her off. “Wait just a minute.  I got some Christmas Cheer and some munchies that are just right for a situation like this.”

I went out to car to get the Christmas Cheer and to check on Karma & Peabody. They were fine. Doing the Puppy Polka  to Hark! Harold the Angel Yodels on WWOOF – All Canine Classics.

Inside Ben turned the sign on the door so it said “Closed” on the outside, and “Open” on the inside.

Me: “WaWho’s Shop of Rare and Delectable Drinks has a new line of All Natural Healthy Organic Taproot Beers, with no artificial ingredients or preservatives.”

I passed out the first bottles & score sheets.  I started  Ben with the parsnip,  Freddy got the radish, and I took the rutabaga beer.

Then I broke out the pomegranate pretzels, and a couple of cheddar cheesy candy canes.

Me: “Ok now.  Freddy, how did you come to know so much about sand?”

Freddy:  “It must have started when I was just a kid playing in the sandbox. Right away I noticed that sand in the box was different than the dirt outside the box. Totally different color and texture. Even the neighborhood cats all seemed to know which was which. That Christmas I got a shovel and pail.  Even though it was sleeting out, I headed for the sandbox and dug in.

That’s when I found out I had only been scratching the surface.  Under the sand was a whole world.

“All through kindergarten to high school was a rocky time.  I didn’t have any friends to speak of .  I spent all my time collecting dirt, pebbles and minerals, and in the library looking up what I’d picked up.   I figured I didn’t need no education, I didn’t need no thought control, all in all it  was just another stone in the wall.  So I dropped out and went underground.

“I headed to the UP where I panned for gold,  drank tequila on the rocks, and became a stoner.  It didn’t last more than a couple of months before I pulled my head out of the sand and looked up at my feet.  I got my GED online and enrolled in Extreme Northern Michigan University.

“ENMU was the place for rock heads.  The president, dean and only professor was Igor Lithowosivich.    Professor Lithowosivich was the world’s foremost   expert on geology, mineralogy, gemology and sandology.  His lectures were pretty dry – he’d drone on for hours. We called him Mono Lith.  Some of the kids thought the material was really hard.  I found it substantive and was hard to beat.

“ENMU was located 36 miles north east of Chequamegon Bay. Sort of a manmade island in Lake Superior from taconite tailings and other mining wastes.  It may seem like an odd place to put a world class university, but the foundation of any institution is its foundation.  In this case, it was the wealth of information from the aggregated minerals that  kept ENMU above water.  We could pick up our homework walking to class.  The biggest advantage for us budding students was the geologically oldest stuff was on top, because the most recent dumplings were from the deepest mines.   Because each mine had its own dumping spot you knew exactly where it came from around the Great Lake.

“Manitoulin Island and east of Lake Superior, marks a general northwesterly transition to older rocks, dominated by late Archean rocks, 2,700-2,500 million years old, of the Superior province of the Canadian Shield. Ordovician platform sediments on Manitoulin are underlain first by Paleoproterozoic Huronian strata of the Southern province, and then by the Archean granite-greenstone sequences.

“Highlights of abundant red and orange garnets amongst the dull green material of the kimberlite matrix are  indicator minerals in alluvial sediments, Wawa-Kinniwabi Lake area.

“The White Pine copper mine worked a large sediment -hosted copper sulphide and native Cu deposit, in contrast to the many old mines of the Keweenaw peninsula to the east, which targeted native Cu deposits in basalt flows and interflow sediments.

“And everybody knows the Duluth Igneous Complex  instructive outcrops exhibit a range of structures and textures formed in large magma chambers. Associated mineralization includes copper and nickel sulphides with platinum group elements, plus iron- titanium- vanadium oxides.

“Not only was there iron and copper ore, but  Chlorastrolite,  Cuprite, Datolite,Kona Dolomite, Pumpellyite, Thomsonite, Unakite. If that wasn’t enough there was  Petoskey Stone, Lake Superior Agates,  and Isle Royal Greenstone.  It was like having the whole Michigan mitten in your hand. Totally awesome.

“One day as I was looking at my latest find:  a red orange crystal I’d never seen before.  Puzzled, I took it to Prof  L.   He looked at in surprise.  ‘That’s Tasmanian Crocinite! Where did you get that?’  I told him. He said ‘That’s almost impossible. It’s only been found in Tasmania… till now.’

“That got me looking in earnest for other unusual specimens. I found:

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Polydymite, Polylithionite, Portlandite, Posnjakite , Potarite, Potassium Alum, Powellite, Prehnite, Preisingerite, Priderite, Prosopite, Proudite, Proustite, Pseudoboleite, Pseudobrookite , Pseudomalachite , Pseudorutile, Psilomelane, Pucherite, Pumpellyite, Purpurite, Pyrargyrite, Pyrite , Pyroaurite, Pyrobelonite, Pyrochlore, Pyrolusite , Pyromorphite , Pyrope, Pyrophanite, Pyrophyllite, Pyrosmalite, Pyrostilpnite, Pyroxmangite, Pyrrhotite, Quartz , Ralstonite, Rammelsbergite, Ramsdellite, Ranciéite, Rankinite, Raspite , Realgar, Rectorite, Redingtonite, Reevesite , Reichenbachite , Renardite, Retgersite, Rhabdophane, Rhodium, Rhodochrosite, Rhodonite, Rhomboclase, Rhönite, Richterite, Rickardite, Riebeckite , Ringwoodite, Rinkite, Riversideite, Roaldite, Robinsonite, Rockbridgeite , Roepperite, Romanechite, Romeite, Romerite, Rooseveltite, Rosasite, Roscoelite, Rosenhahnite, Roxbyite, Rozenite, Rucklidgeite, Russellite , Rutheniridosmine, Ruthenium, Rutherfordine, Rutile , Sabugalite, Saddlebackite, Safflorite, Sal Ammoniac, Saléeite , Samarskite, Sampleite , Sanidine, Santabarbaraite, Saponite, Sapphirine, Sartorite, Sasaite, Sassolite, Sauconite, Scapolite, Scawtite, Schafarzikite, Schapbachite, Scheelite , Schertelite, Schoenfliesite, Schoepite, Scholzite , Schörl , Schorlomite, Schreibersite, Schulenbergite, Schumacherite, Scolecite, Scorodite , Seamanite, Segelerite, Segnitite, Sekaninaite, Selenium, Seligmannite, Sellaite , Selwynite, Senarmontite, Sepiolite , Serandite, Serpierite, Shandite, Shannonite, Shcherbakovite, Shigaite, Sicklerite, Siderite , Sideronatrite, Siderophyllite, Siderotil, Siegenite, Sieleckiite , Sillimanite, Silver, Silvialite, Simpsonite, Sjögrenite, Sklodowskite, Skutterudite, Smaltite, Smithsonite, Smolianinovite , Smythite, Sodalite, Soddyite, Sodium-Alum, Sodium-Autunite, Sodium-Pharmacosiderite, Spadaite, Spangolite, Sperrylite, Spessartine, Sphaerocobaltite, Sphalerite , Sphene, Spheniscidite, Spinel, Spodumene, Spriggite, Springcreekite, Spurrite, Stannite, Stannoidite, Staurolite, Stellerite, Stephanite, Stercorite, Sternbergite, Stetefeldtite, Stevensite, Stibarsen, Stibiconite, Stibiopalladinite, Stibiotantalite, Stibnite, Stichtite , Stilbite , Stillwellite, Stilpnomelane, Stolzite, Strengite , Stromeyerite, Strontianite, Struvite, Sturtite, Stützite, Sudoite, Suessite, Sugilite, Sulphohalite, Sulphotsumoite, Sulphur , Sulvanite, Sussexite, Svanbergite, Switzerite , Sylvanite, Sylvite, Symplesite, Synchysite, Syngenite, Szaibelyite, Szomolnokite, Taaffeite, Tacharanite , Taenite, Takanelite, Takovite, Talc, Tamarugite, Tantalite, Tanteuxenite, Tapiolite , Taranakite , Tarbuttite, Teallite, Tellurantimony, Tellurium, Tellurobismuthite, Tengerite, Tennantite, Tenorite, Tephroite, Teschemacherite, Testibiopalladite, Tetradymite, Tetra-Ferri-Annite, Tetraferroplatinum, Tetrahedrite , Tetranatrolite, Thaumasite, Thenardite, Theophrastite, Thermonatrite, Thomsonite , Thorianite, Thorite, Thorogummite, Tiemannite, Tilasite, Tilleyite, Tin, Tinticite, Tinzenite, Titan-Arfvedsonite, Tivanite, Tobermorite, Tochilinite, Tocornalite, Todorokite, Tomichite, Topaz , Torbernite , Törnebohmite, Trechmannite, Tremolite, Trevorite, Tridymite, Triphylite, Triplite, Triploidite, Tripuhyite, Tritomite, Troegerite, Troilite, Trolleite, Truscottite, Tschermakite, Tsumcorite, Tsumebite , Tsumoite, Tucekite, Tuhualite, Tungstenite, Tungstite, Turanite, Turkite, Turquoise , Tyuyamunite, Ullmannite, Ulrichite , Ulvospinel, Umangite, Umohoite, Ungarrettite, Uraninite, Uranophane, Uranospathite, Uranosphaerite, Uranospinite , Uranpyrochlore , Urea, Uricite, Ushkovite, Uvarovite, Uvite, Vaesite, Valentinite, Valleriite, Vanadinite, Vandendriesscheite, Variscite , Vashegyite, Vaterite, Vauquelinite , Verdelite, Vermiculite, Vernadite, Vesignieite, Vesuvianite, Violarite, Vivianite , Voglite, Volborthite, Voltaite, Volynskite, Vonsenite, Vuagnatite, Wadeite, Wagnerite, Wairakite, Wairauite, Walentaite, Wardite , Warwickite, Wavellite , Weberite, Weddellite, Weeksite, Weilerite, Weissite, Whewellite, Whitlockite, Whitmoreite, Wickmanite , Widgiemoolthalite, Wilkinsonite, Willemite, Willemseite, Willyamite, Winchite, Witherite, Wittichenite, Wittite, Wodginite, Wöhlerite, Wolfeite , Wolframite, Wollastonite , Woodallite, Woodhouseite, Woodwardite, Wulfenite , Wupatkiite, Wurtzite, Wüstite, Wycheproofite , Xanthoconite, Xanthoxenite, Xenotime, Xonotlite, Yttrocolumbite, Yttrocrasite, Yttropyrochlore, Yttrotantalite, Yugawaralite, Zaratite, Zavaritskite, Zdenekite, Zinc, Zincite, Zinc-Melanterite, Zincrosasite, Zincsilite, Zinkenite, Zinkosite, Zinnwaldite, Zircon, Zirconolite, Zoisite, and Zunyite.”

Freddy finally came up for air.

“Say that fast three times”, I thought.  “Or once even. Slowly. I don’t think so.”

Freddy took a swig of Turnip Beer and went on

“I got on line with rock hounds in Tasmania, and got specimens from way down under.  Astonishingly they were the identical. That was the beginning of my PhD thesis: a Geological Comparison of the Superior and Tasmania Mineralogy, and Causal Factors Thereof.

“After putting over 3,124 push pins in topological maps of the two regions and running string between corresponding mineral locations  the conclusion was obvious!   Tasmania was once situated smack dab in Lake Superior sometime between 473 million years ago and 1957 – give or take a couple of hours.  Carbon 13 dating isn’t very precise .

“Absolutely gaber flasting. This was going to turn geology upside down.

“I worked night and day for months documenting and referencing and documenting and doing all that scholarly stuff.  Late one Saturday night, I was just putting the finishing touches on the 7,487 page manuscript (not counting appendix and index and tables of contents and illustrations.). It was Christmas Eve 1967. The lake had frozen early that year and everybody else had taken snowmobiles to the 48 hour Ontongon Drive In Film Festival.  Some of the favorites films were Sand Pebbles, True Grit, In Like Flint and of course Rocky I to IVXX.

“I got an urgent email from my identical twin brother Ruddy.  You know Ruddy don’t you?”  She asked me.

I nodded and she continued.

“He said there was a sleet storm coming out of the Canadian Rockies the likes of which he hadn’t seen since 1957 off the coast of North Korea, and I better get my butt off that tiny island in 1 hour and 37 minutes, because the storm was aimed right at ENMU and the place was going to be blown away. He’s the world’s best and most accurate meteorologist, so I took his warning seriously. Very, very seriously.

“Only problem was all the snowmobiles were off at the Ontongon Drive In Film Festival.   No way help could get to me and back to safety in time.

“My only hope was the senior class capstone project: a prototype ice ore ship. It was about 75 feet long, with 50 foot outriggers on either side, with a 80 foot tall mast. The was made mostly of hand foraged and forged black iron girders.  The sail was made from copper nuggets pounded flat and silver soldered together.  The blade runners were 12 feet long and hand sharpened to a Lady Schick edge. It managed to be beautiful and ugly at the same time.  The seniors christened it the PIce- O-Ship. It was docked on the leeward side of the island and almost ready for its first trial on New Year’s Day.  I decided to move the launch date up a bit, ready or not.

“I couldn’t just leave my work behind. Fortunately, there was an old set of electric ore cars on rails that ran from the campus down to the docks.  It only took 4 trips to move my maps, pins, strings, 7,487 page manuscript (not counting appendix and index and tables of contents and illustrations.) and 6,895 pounds of minerals to the  hold of the POS.  It also took 1 hour and 33 minutes.

“The wind was already up to 50 knots when I hoisted the main sail.  I could see lightening through the clouds racing at me from the west. Freezing rain was already starting to ice up the rigging. Being a bit on the massive side, the POS took a while to pick up speed, but soon we were traveling at an incredible speed, just ahead of the brunt of the front.  Sleet sickles were slamming into the ice all around, as if Zeus were playing darts and the POS was the bull’s eye.

“The storm kept growing and we kept going faster.  There were trails of sparks coming off the runners.  Looking back I could see ice breaking up around  ENMU island. Fifty 50 foot waves washing over it.  It disappeared completely in less than a minute.

“Of course, my only course was due east, trying to out run the storm. Not that there was much chance of steering the POS.  One of the minor things left uncompleted was the steering.   Being a quick learner, I found I could get some directional control by shifting weight from port to starboard or versa visa.

“Which was good when I got to  Sault Ste. Marie.  The POS was going much too fast to stop so the best I could do is slalom down the St Mary’s River dodging Drummond, St. Joseph, Whitefish, Sugar, and Neebish Islands into Lake Huron. I was hoping to make it to Georgian Bay, but the starboard runner hit a snag near Manitoulinand Island, slewing the POS southward.  It was just as well, since I don’t speak Canadian.

“The Storm and the POS kept going faster.  The runners got hot. Red hot.  Visibility went to near zero as the steam poured off them.  I looked back.  The runners were slicing through the ice and the ice sickles were splitting it apart.  The only thing I could do is lighten the load, by heaving my precious boxes of rocks overboard.   The POS picked up more speed but the runners cooled off some.

“At long last the storm began easing up and I managed to bring the POS to a stop near Grind Stone City at the tip of the Thumb.  I was still several about a quarter mile off shore, so I grabbed my backpack with my 7,487 page manuscript (not counting appendix and index and tables of contents and illustrations.) and walked to shore on my snow shoes.  Just as I reached the rocky beach I heard the POS break through the ice and vanish traceless.

“I found shelter in an old cave, and kept myself from freezing to death by making a fire from my 7,487 page manuscript (not counting appendix and index and tables of contents and illustrations), burning one page at a time.

“When morning came the storm had passed and I made my way to Bad Ax where I’d a thumbed a ride from the Thumb to Chelsea and moved in to Ruddy’s spare bedroom. Now I help out Ben part time, and take my vacations in the Caribbean studying reef fish migrations. ”

“That was absolutely believable!” I declared. “I haven’t heard a yarn of that caliber in I don’t know how long!”  Now I knew for certain she was Ruddy’s  identical twin.

Freddy blushed and took a swig of the radish beer. Ben sampled the carrot beer, and I tried parsnip beer.   After finishing off all the bottles we looked at the scores we had given the various All Natural Healthy Organic Taproot Beers, with no artificial ingredients or preservatives. The conclusion was that they all had consistently earthy flavors. It turned out the turnip was liked by us all, the parsnip was insolent, the carrot was a gem, ironically the beet couldn’t be beat and the rutabaga came out the best.

I wished Ben and Freddy  a Merry Ho-ho-ho and left.

Karma and Peabody were all tuckered out from all that singing and puppy dancing. I turned off the radio and drove home with peace on our little piece of earth.

Julie was happy to see us.  It was way past my bed time, so after a light snack of milk and gingersnaps we went up to bed.

Just as we were falling asleep there was a scratching and clattering and general pandemonium from the bathroom.

Julie woke with a start and said  “What the heck is that?!”

Said I: “Here comes sandy paws.  Here comes sandy paws.”

Have a merry season and don’t drink too much root beer and drive, whatever the weather. Love and smooches from Frogtown.

Dave, Julie, Flannel Dog, Tangelo, Peabody, and Instant Karma Chocolate Pudding.

Feet note:  Most of the geology is sort of accurate and the result of a heck of a lot of Googling.  Some of it isn’t.

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The Road From Hell

The Road from Hell

Isn’t Paved

There has been a lot of rain in past month or two.  Some records were set.  Like Devil’s Elbow was flooded. Like bull frogs and cow frogs are seen wearing orange May West’s.

The excess precipitation causes a distinct downward trend in the density of our dirt roads.  And the coefficient of friction.  The normally dusty surface turns to a gooey sub-substance. Like ooblick.  Except its not green – but a fluorescent brown.

As a result motorized vehicles get bogged down. Unmotorized vehicles and pedestrians also.

When asked where Frogtown is, I reply: “Go to Hell. Then keep going another 5 miles”

Julie objects to me telling people this,  “Its rude. And not particularly accurate or helpful.”

I can’t argue with Her.  The directions only work if one is coming from due east.  And since there are a number of lakes and other obstacles,  one must take a few detours and anti-portages.

If approaching Frogtown from the west if you find yourself in Hell – you’ve gone too far.

And if traveling from all other points of the compass, the Hell is only a marginal point of interest.  Trust me, Hell is boring as… well, Hell. You wouldn’t want to visit. Don’t waste your time. Even the Tee shirts are no longer fashionable. And I know unfashionable.

If  one day you do find yourself going through Hell, give us a call. We’ll try to steer you to a far far better place.

I still persist in giving my directions. Rude is what I do.

What all this is leading up to is an advisory:

You can’t get here from there. And if you did, you couldn’t get back there.

This condition is not expected to last forever. You’ll know when the mosquitoes are no longer wearing Wellies.

I was sitting at my computer working on brilliant idea: # 78,573.6 rev. 7.4:  mail order Kitty Pops – a frozen treat for dogs.

Bop

Did I mention Julie’s baseball bat? She uses it to get my attention. And administer behavior modification stimulus.  I found it in Victoria’s Secret catalog, in the S&M section.  It was circled in red by Jane, the ignorant slut.  I bought it for Her (Julie’s, not Jane’s) birthday. It’s pink and made of foam. Doesn’t hurt (much) and makes a loud noise when applied vigorously to the cranium: Bop

“Did you remember today is _____’s birthday?”  or something like that.

Maybe somebody’s anniversary, or Great Uncle Day or somebody’s significant event.   I forget what She said.

I said to Her, “Errr…. why don’t you send them an e’card?”

Bop

“Ok, ok! I meant to call them, but I had to work on this great idea. Number 23, 421.  Recycling dryer lint into socks and underwear”

Bop

“You’d have more friends if you’d pay more attention to them.”

“I don’t need any more friends. The ones I already have are terrific. And they’re use to my neglect. They’d worry if I started acting strangely”

Bop

“You are sooo self involved.”

Me: “am not.”

Her: “Are too.”

Me: “am not.”

This exchange went on for a while.

Her: “You don’t even know what ‘self involved’ means.”

“ Do too.

It means somebody is more interested in themselves than they are in me.”

Bop

“You better reconsider your priorities”   and with a final Bop She walked away.

That sounded like a good idea.  I’m working on it now: a database program that automatically sorts good ideas by priority. Idea # 83,555,

Bop

Dave, Julie, Flannel Dog, Tangelo, Peabody & Instant Karma Chocolate Pudding Wright

Frogtown – 5 miles west of Hell

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Birthdays

happy after St Patricks day

We did the birthday thing for Jon, Suji, & Sam yesterday. We went to Mongolian Barbque. It’s fairly new on Main Street. I forgot what it was in former lives… Greek gyros, toy store, Woolworths…
They have sort of salad bar thing with meat and vegies, spices & sauces. fill up bowl then take to BIG circular grill where they dump it on and “stir fry” with 3 foot long sticks.
Mom took lots of pictures of Del & PJ

House has roof over part of living room.  trusses going up. Also expenses. many thousands over estimate.
looks like we may have to compromise (more) on interior stuff.

Julie starts new Job today at ReCelullar in Dexter.   They by used cel phones fix them up and re sell.

I think we finished Fieger job last week for 3rd time. Got another one – the lawyer had contacted us in
December,. but we hadn’t heard from him after we did quote – along with demand for 50% up front (he is known bad credit risk)  All of sudden he need it in 2 weeks.  he may get it in 4.

love
Dave  & Julie

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Ann Arbor Ants, Washington Apple

From Jusby’s Blog about visiting Frogtown~

Orion and I took Grampa Dave’s Camry into Ann Arbor to check out the Fairy Doors. It’s got some issues: the driver’s side window won’t go down and it doesn’t have air conditioning.

We’d gone shopping, and I’d picked up a bag of Granny Smith apples… from Washington. I’d packed his lunch box with some bananas, a PB&J, a protein bar and an apple.

On the drive Orion yells, “There’s an ant in the car! There’s two! I see them!” I let him know that it’s no big deal. Later he’s complaining that he can’t get his lunch box zipped back up. I let him know that it’s no big deal.

Then we park the Camry and start traipsing around A2 looking for fairy doors.

Left in the car the ants are traipsing too. When we get back I notice the unzipped lunch box. I reach in and pull out his half eaten apple.

It’s covered black in ants. I scream, “Ahhh!” and throw it into the bushes, “How do you like them apples!?” Then I do the heebie-jeebie shiver.

Later, Grampa Dave puts down bug powder to kill ‘em. He’s not too surprised. The Camry has had previous tenants: mice, squirrels, snakes, snails, and puppy dog tails.

Dad’s all about killing bugs on our trip. He’s got an elaborate set-up to attract, stick and poison the vicious deer flies. Apparently, they love the color blue.

an earlier version, later the cups grew to the size of plastic gallon pots spray painted blue

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Wyeknot Demo Animation

Fun unicycle with bubbles circles animated logo, made by David Y. Wright of Wyeknot forensic animation

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New Puppy for Grumps

It’s Peabody Magical Mystery Tour.

Learning Stick Technique from Karma Chocolate Pudding

Peabody and Grump’s destroyed slipper

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Chapter 1 – In the beginnings

I went digging through archives. Some of it unreadable 5 ¼ floppies, tapes of various arcane formats & long hard drives long rusted solid.

I think I found a cache of Frog Tales – a few are hieroglyphically encoded – possibly Word Perfect 0.001 or something. Others are text files and seem to be decipherable, although spelling is atrocious and formatting is quite peculiar.

Frogtown Tales

Chapter 1 – In the beginnings

Part 1 getting the land

We had been looking for new house ever since Julie moved in to McMunn, March 1984.

It’s a long story about McMunn and pretty boring too. The place sucks and I just keep it fixed up enough so it doesn’t fall down. Julie wanted to replace the moldy tattered carpet but I pointed out that it would be a major hassle and we wanted to move to a bigger place any way.

I keep caulking up the cracks to keep the gales to under force 4.

So we started looking. Actually Julie started looking. We looked at a bunch of houses, but mostly I couldn’t stand them.

I hate houses that look like houses. The quintessential house. The archetypal house.

I like the Kaufman house (Falling Waters designed by Frank Lloyd Wright)

I’m not sure I’d like to live there. It is one effort to be something besides the same.

I’m not rational on this.

The more I looked at houses, and condos, the more I developed this reaction.

The Sameness. The Conformity. These houses were all trying to look the same. Only more so.

I had been driving the same route into Dearborn – to sell my time (and perhaps my soul) to Ford

Outside of Plymouth, before I had to leave the country roads, and merge with the lemmings on Gerbil Trail, I-96, there was a piece of woods I passed. I observed this land for several months. Like a time lapse movie. I took a frame every morning a mental frame. It started in the fall

First there was a sign in front. “Shady Oaks Condominiums”

Then there were yellow construction vehicles. Like the Vogon Constructor Fleet.

Then there were no trees. Just naked brown land.

It stayed that way for all winter. When there was snow, it helped hide the raw ground. But snow never last long in this area. Mostly it was dirty and nasty.

Then the streets.

Then the building. All identical. They looked much like the ones in the next development.

Then the sod and a few pencil trees.

Then people.

The people merged with the other lemmings.

Something in me keeps screaming “I am NOT a lemming.”

as I merge with the others…

Maybe it is the style – lots of odd gables, for no apparent reason seem to be popular. and half brick and half wood siding. But whole massive developments of the same model.

Anyway I just couldn’t be satisfied with what we found.

And the property.

Maybe I’m getting to be a hermit. I’d rather not have to see other people when I look out my window.

It had to be physically interesting – 3d geography – like hills.

And trees. And a view. Of something other than ugly lemming houses.

What did Julie want?

A place stuff grows and to grow stuff.

And to be able to go on a walk with out leaving our property.

And privacy.

And close to her client’s and work. Not more than 20 minutes drive time

We took a map and drew a circle around the area.

We made lists of what we liked and didn’t. Julie said she wanted the property to have “Hansel & Gretel”. It took a while to figure out what exactly that meant. Best described as heavy woods – with trees on ether side, covering drive or walk.

As we drove around we identified places with differing degrees of H&G.

We looked and looked. One or two were just ok. We got further and further from the center of our zone. A couple of years went by.

This one was too flat, that one too small, too far, too many neighbors, too expensive…

To be continued….

Grumps

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a Tadpole Tale

Current temp at Frogtown is 4.7° actual.  Wind chill is about -20.

Got some nifty snow devils going out in the field.

        Not to be perverse or anything, but we could use a little global warming in our micro cosmism

Which reminds me of a story (from The Tadpole Tales)…

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        When I was a kid – maybe 7 or 8- back at Burns Park Elementary, us boys would sneak off behind the school during recess. It was dark and quiet there. Cool place to hang out, away from the girls and teachers.

        One day a Fred was picking his nose. Then he flicked the booger at a lady bug crawling along the ground. He missed, fortunately for the lady bug.

        Next thing you know couple of other kids were trying to hit the bug. All of them missed. But it was entertaining.

We made up “rules”:

1)      the one who hits closest to the target wins.

     - since the lady bug had moved on – a rock near her original location.

2)      ya had to stand behind the foul line – a stick
3)      we had to take turns.
4)      spitying and lougies counted half points.
5)      We had to take turns.
6)      No girls allowed – they thought it was gross anyway
7)      No telling teachers or parents.

Word spread through the whole school. Kindergarten through 6th grade kids were competing. Big kids had to flick from back further, while little kids got to be closer.

        Well, it wasn’t too long before the target was covered in boogers, snot, lougies, and spit. ‘Course nobody volunteered to replace or clean the target. We were boys, but not entirely stupid.

        As the days and weeks went by, the pile grew. Size of a baseball then a softball.. then a soccer ball.  By this time our game had pretty much petered out. Now it was a major group effort to just make the biggest pile we could. Aim for the Guinness Record.

        It was pretty disgusting – even by our standards. But fascinating too. A gross gleaming gelatinous greenish gooey glob. In fact, that’s what we named it. The Glob. It was sort of like the antagonist in Steve McQueen’s first movie, The Blob. Only ours was real.

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        Finally one day, when The Glob was almost a high as we were, it began to wiggle and jiggle. Like Jello. Lemon-Lime Jello. At first we thought it might be the wind. But there wasn’t any. Or maybe an earthquake. Or maybe it was alive!

        Then it made a sound. A wheezy whistle, & a burbling belch.  We all got quiet to listen, and move forward a bit. But not too much.

        And THEN it began to speak! It said in a high nasally voice:

“If you keep sticking your finger up your nose, it will get stuck.”

WOW. We ran screaming back to the playground, sunlight and safety. We huddled next to the jungle gym, and eventually calmed down a bit. We talked about what we heard, and agreed that the fun was over and we should pay attention to the advice we had been given. After all, when a booger talks, it’s nothing to sneeze at.

        All of  us except Irving. He poo-poo’d the whole thing, and said he’d do what ever he wanted. Nobody liked Irwin. He was a snotty kid.

        The very next day Irving walked in to the classroom with his right index finger in his left nostril. Miss D’Meener took one look at him and said, “Irwin William MacWilliams. Take your finger out of your nose this instant.”

        ” I can’t.” he wined, making an obvious effort to tug his digit free.

Our teacher sent Betty Sue to get the nurse. The nurse tried rubbing Vaseline on the exposed portion of his finger, then tugging on his arm. The finger only wedged itself deeper.

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        A few of the girls giggled at the sight of Irwin in distress. Us guys were solemn and silent, in awe that the fearful prophecy had come true.

        They called the Fire Department. It was cool to see the fire engine come wailing up the street and pull into the parking lot. Firemen in yellow rubber coats and black rubber boots with axes and other fireman stuff came into our room. A couple of them smirked and chuckled at first. That stopped when they were unable to dislodge his finger, even with two firemen holding Irwin’s and a third pulling on his arm.

Bill, the janitor was sweeping up the hall, using his big push broom and that weird red sawdust. He glanced in the open door and saw what was going on. He looks thoughtful a minute, muttered something to himself then disappeared.

        A couple of minutes later he reappeared with an oil can with a long spout and a big monkey wrench. He poked the spout into the other nostril. He squirted oil up there. Oil cans make a cool noise when you push on the bottom. Sort of a dink-boink sound.  Bill tightened the monkey wrench on Irwin’s finger. Irwin’s eyes had pretty much rolled up out of sight and he was only making little whimpering noises.

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        Bill gave the wrench tug clockwise, then counter clockwise. He squirted more oil. The finger twisted a little at first, more and more with each tug of the wrench.  All of a sudden the finger popped out. Irwin slumped to the floor. Bill picked up his stuff and went back to sweeping the hall.

        The lesson of the day was:

                 “Don’t Ignore Globular Warning”

[inspired by an invitation to participate in Earth Hour 8pm March 29, 2008 ]

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Snow on Frogtown

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Pedantics and Fancy Passing

Note: The following contains graphic descriptions, scatological references & and material that may be offensive to sensitive individuals. Immature individuals may snicker at some of the passages. I think the whole thing is hilarious.

Note too: There may be some departure from absolute veracity with minor hyperbolic enhancements, for the purpose of conveying the gestalt.

Also note: I’m fine – no cause for alarm or anything like that.

Hi All,

Been a while since I’ve had chance send out news from Frogtown.

Last month I took a very part time job teaching at ITT, in Grand Rapids. Mondays 6 -10:30 PM I attempt to warp eager young minds about the existential joys of multi-media.

A brief detour. If anyone asks you for advice – tell them “under no circumstances send their kids to ITT.”

Many reasons I’ve discovered – but it all comes down to ITT is a “for profit” institution. Education isn’t secondary goal. I’m not sure its anywhere on but on the marketing materials. Lots of procedures and infrastructure to keep kids enrolled – and borrowing $$. Most of the kids seem oblivious to fact that they will have to pay back the loans.

Lots more reading by googling

ITT Tech under federal investigation

http://www.cnn.com/2004/TECH/biztech/02/26/itttech.subpoenas.ap/index.html

Sallie Mae

http://www.educationsector.org/research/research_show.htm?doc_id=482682

I could rant for several more pages about the subject – but suffice to know I’m attempting to undermine the place by teaching.


Back to the tail.

For past several months I’ve been experiencing symptoms associate with enlarging prostrate – frequent and difficult urination, especially at night, sudden onset of need to urinate (including near misses). Not to be unexpected. Dr. D has been keeping an eye (or his finger) on things for quite some time, and he even subjected me to a precautionary ultrasound/biopsy last year. Results were good, from a medical point of view.

Things came to a head June 18 – 20th. I spent most of Monday night on the can, with less than tablespoon for my efforts. Julie decided we should pay a visit to CCH ER, because I was in violation of Fudd’s First Law, “What goes in, must come out.” I was too groggy to disagree.

After the usual preliminaries the Doc confirmed that I was in fact retaining urine. He did this by pressing on my abdomen and listened to the waves breaking in my bladder. This also intensified the urge to go, but nothing to facilitate the processes. He said he’d send a nurse in to mitigate the situation, then left to attend to more urgent matters.

After several hours by my mental chronometer (few minutes real time) Brunehilda the Nurse came in dressed foul weather gear, full face shield & carrying several plastic packages, 4 buckets and a mop. She was petite – for a Marine.

After setting up her equipment, she asked “ever have a Foley before?” I admitted I was a virgin. She grinned. She snapped on thick rubber gloves that had No-Slip strips on the palms and fingers.

She leaned over and grabbed me with her left hand, and a garden hose in her right. “Mr. Happy, meet Mr. Foley. Mr. Foley, meet Mr. Happy.” She spit on the hose for luck – certainly wasn’t for lubrication. Then she brought her hands together with a smack.

OOff!” I said – eyes bulging. I acted like a man, only whimpering quietly as first eighteen inches went in.

Then we got to the road block. Brumehilda grabbed Mr Foley with both hands & heaved. Her face turned red. Mine went white. Julie turned blue.

Suddenly there was a breakthrough. “We have a gusher!” Brumehilda yelled, pumping her fist and jumping up and down.

Staff came rushing in to see the sight, and give Ms B congratulations and high fives.

I lay there panting and enjoying the feeling. Brought back memories of Saturday night keggers.

10 minutes later I felt drained. It had taken a lot out of me. About 600 ml.

The Doc returned – now that it was safe, and gave me a couple of pills to reduce bladder spasms. He mentioned a minor side effect. The meds would color the urine. “Not to worry”.

They fixed me up with two plastic baggies – one for walking around, and one for bed time. The bed time one was extra large. The walking around bag had Velcro straps to hold it to my leg. It also had a quick release valve at the bottom, so I could empty it through out the day. Down for drain, up for closed.

They duct taped the hoses in place, and sent us home. “Ya’ll come back. Hear?”

Two days later we went to see the urologist for a follow up. I was wearing white sweat pants – despite the heat. Julie thought the baggie might be offensive to some folks. Oh did I mention the pills did color the pee? Like orange. Day Glo orange. It looked like I was carrying nuclear waste.

When we got into the exam room, I noticed my right pant leg was discolored. Orange. Day Glo orange. Seems the quick release valve decided to release.

Dave – the PA came in and decided that I didn’t need the plumbing. I dropped my trousers. He ripped off the duck tape, grabbed the hose and pulled. Hard. After about 10 minutes he managed to haul Mr. Foley back out.

He prescribed some meds, FlowMax (cute name, huh?) and brought out a slightly smaller gage 18” tube. “Mr. Happy, meet Cathy. Cathy meet Mr Happy” The instructions were until the FlowMax started working, or when ever, I was to insert Cathy myself, effecting drainage. Doc also mentioned that FlowMax could lower my blood pressure, so I might feel dizzy if I stood up too quickly.

I was to return in a couple days, and they’d check to see how things were going.

Cathy and I became very close. We shared some intimate time together. She seemed to bring out the best in me. But it was painful when we parted. So I tried to see her a little as possible. The FlowMax helped ease things.

When I went back to the urologist, he did an ultrasound to see how thing looked. My prostrate was about 2x normal. The Dr recommended that I sign up for a Transurethral Resection of the Prostrate (aka TURP; aka Roto-Rooter)

There are No incisions made (at least on purpose). And not all of the prostrate is removed. A cystoscope is inserted in to the urethra. The Dr said they then remove excess tissue from the inside. “like coring an apple”, leaving the prostrate a shell of its former self, but pretty much functional.

“You’ll be able to pee like you were 19 years old” the Dr. said. Something to look forward to.

Eventually the prostrate will enlarge again, and procedure will need to be repeated. Generally about 15 – 20 years.

For more reading

http://www.webmd.com/a-to-z-guides/Transurethral-resection-of-the-prostate-TURP-for-benign-prostatic-hyperplasia

http://www.emedicine.com/med/topic3071.htm

I hope this is a lot more information than you’ll ever need.

Looking for the silver lining – I came across this site with an animation of the procedure.

http://www.aurorahealthcare.org/yourhealth/healthgate/getcontent.asp?URLhealthgate=”135957.html”

I’m not sure if it would make a good example for the class on how multi-media can be used to explain medical procedures. My hesitation is the reflex response from the guys. Women seem to be more objective about this sort of thing: “You think that’s bad? Try having a baby!”

The Doctor assures me it is relatively painless (as compared to what?) and should be sent home next day (baring complications). About 2 weeks for complete convalescence is anticipated.

So back home – waiting for procedure to be scheduled and trying to avoid Cathy as much as I could. I know it sound heartless, but nothing last forever. We did get together before bed time for a quickie. It helped me get longer sleep.

A few days later I started feeling dragged out, and sweating a lot. And was running a low fever. Not a big deal.

I was scheduled to substitute Saturday morning. Julie decided she’d go along, and hook up with her sister in Grand Rapids for some power malling and good gossip. We paused at a couple of rest stops for a wee bit.

About 15 minutes out side of GR – I asked Julie to pull into one more stop. I took Cathy in with me. I went into a stall. Not that I’m particularly shy about our relationship, but it seems to freak some folks out. Maybe it has something to do with my facial expressions and vocalizations.

I got things in place, and began lightening my load. there was some blood in the urine – I’d seen it before, and had been told not to worry unless there was a lot, &/or clots. Seemed like some clots were coming out now. Then Cathy clogged up. it had happened before. Back out – clear the clots and back in. Good thing Mr. Happy had developed calluses.

Things had just started flowing, when the FlowMax decided to lower my blood pressure. Not only did I get dizzy, but was a nanometer from blacking out. Not sure how I remained on my feet. I was stumbling around in the stall – Mr Happy & Cathy hanging out, spitting blood and piss. Not much blood. Probably a few ccs max. We donate more to the mosquitoes. But it doesn’t take much blood diluted with urine to be very impressive.

Kept thinking to myself “Not like Elvis. I don’t want to go like Elvis.” I mean, how humiliating to be remembered as the last Elvis impersonator.

Several minutes passed before I got it together, and found my way out of the stall. I had a major cold sweat going and staggered towards the car.

Julie was pretty cool – under the circumstances. I tried to tell her I was fine, but the stains on my pants and shirt did little to reassure her. She said we weren’t continuing our journey, I wasn’t going to substitute, and we were going straight to ER. And she was going to drive. If I had felt better I would have argued.

She did agree that we should go back to Chelsea Community Hospital – they were familiar with us and the situation.

When we got there, I met Mr. Foley’s bigger brother. Not much left in me, but enough to tell them I had a good urinary tract infection going.

Antibiotics & rest prescribed. And Silicon Sally to replace Cathy. Sally is larger than Cathy, but with less of a bite. Also detailed and extensive lectures on hygiene.

We went home.

Phone calls made, and we finally got a scheduled for the roto-rooter @ CCH. July 26th.

As I lay in bed, I realize that the next person who walked into that stall is going to freak out. I felt bad for him, but not bad enough to go back and clean up the mess.

I also thought “what a great scene for a horror flick (rated R).” I mean – some guy staggering around spurting blood from his Johnson. What a concept. Way better than chainsaws hacking off limbs.

I gotta go,

All the best from FrogTown

Dave

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