Archive for September, 2009
You are currently browsing the Kevins Website blog archives for September, 2009.
You are currently browsing the Kevins Website blog archives for September, 2009.
This morning the sun was a deep red coming out from behind the trees while I stood outside waiting for my dog to “do its business”. A truck distracted both of us while it headed into the woods behind my house. Looks like it was recently purchased because of the temporary sticker in the back window. A boy and a girl having fun with their new 4×4. The thing is, they didn’t even make it through the entrance before they got stuck. I laughed inside. So many people make there way back behind the woods to party, drink, do drugs, whatever. I’ve even felt compelled to call the cops on several occasions but I know that once I do, I will officially become the grumpy old man of the neighborhood. Sadly, it only took about 5 minutes for someone to come with their ginormous truck and pull them out. Maybe rednecks can hear the distress signals of their brethren just like wasps call for backup when attacked. If they had a “bat signal” would it be the outline of a shotgun, a carburetor, or a beer bottle? … or maybe they just know where everyone is at all times because they’re all related.