So sue me.
I know I've really sucked ass at posting the past couple of months. Part of it is the lack of knitting content -- how many times can I show that Branching Out scarf progress without y'all wanting to throttle me? -- and part of it is me saying, "fuck, it's nice out -- I don't wanna waste time on the computer! Let's go out!"
We started going to last year's haunt, Ponkapoag Pond, in mid-May and have been trying to go every weekend. Saturday we spent six hours there. We walked around the pond (it's a 4.1 mile loop), and went down the boardwalk and back (about 1/4 mile each way) and took a couple of little side trails that were probably 1/8 - 1/4 mile each. Whew! It was a gorgeous day, so it was perfect. Some of that walk is uphill, and uphills always kill me.
We also went to a party last night at a friends' house. It was crazy crowded, and me, being socially awkward, drank probably more than I should have but still it was only about 3 beers. Then had a piece of cake. Thankfully I went to the party on a full stomach, or the damage could have been worse, but I felt like shit until about noon today. I should have reminded myself of the time I went out to a show at a bar in Allston, O'Brien's, on Halloween and had several beers and lots of candy -- stuff like Sweet Tarts (or was it Smarties)? I had this vile pure liquid grey/black puke the next day. I got off much easier this time around, maybe because I am ten years older and did not get stinking drunk, but the grey/black puke did come to mind. I'm definately too old for that shit.
Penny Karma left a comment on my blog saying she'd love to get drunk sometime and hear some of my stories. That has gotten me thinking -- should I make that a feature on my blog? Do y'all want to hear stories from my wild youth? Keep in mind that I've never done anything spectacular like be a superhero, but I have known some rather interesting people. I think my tolerance and my reserved nature (really -- don't laugh!) attracted the crazies. They always had an audience who wasn't going to be competition, you know? I've also worked with a few people who were out of their fucking minds too, and I'd like to tell those stories.
I do have something to share right now, but if you are someone who can't even look at a picture of a snake without freaking out, you just might want to leave this page now. The rest of you can scroll down.
I'm the Snake Whisperer.
Saturday I saw this guy by the path at the pond. I tried to catch him, and he got away, but on his second try ZMrK was able to catch him. He musked the shit out of ZMrK (and me, a little), but didn't bite. Musk is their defense -- they squirt out some really foul-smelling shit, and I guess it tastes nasty too, prompting the critter who presumably picked it up with its mouth to drop it.
He calmed right down, and when I took him, coiled onto my hand and more or less fell asleep. It was pretty crazy. He didn't even dart away when I put him down. ZMrK moved him to a more obscure area near where we found him, to let him wake up a bit before he got snatched by a hawk or something.
Pretty cute though, right?
OH, and Batty -- I'll be in touch with you about the knitting lunch date!
6 Comments:
Ha ha! I love the snake! But I think ZMrK is part mongoose--he caught it and he caught all those lizards on your vacation too. Amazing!
Do you know what kind of snake that was? That's pretty cool you were able to pick it up pet it like that. I wouldn't have gone near it but hey, it's not a turtle. =P
Yes, tell some stories!
I'm with ya on the knitting content. It's too warm to knit and the only thing I've been working on recently is a gift so I can't blog about it. It's a delicate balance to keep blogging but not bore the crap out of people.
That thar's a garter snake. Harmless poison-wise, and usually pretty laid back if you get a hold of one.
You can see how relaxed he is...lookit his tail just all flopped over.
Dude, at the end, I totally thought you were gonna shove him in your mouth and say, TA DA! and take him out again.
Like PK, I too would like to get you likkered up and hear stories of your misspent youth.
Bring it!
Another vote for crazy stories from ur yute!
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