Sunday, October 12, 2008
i think i killed something on wednesday.
i suppose you want to hear the story about it now.
sigh.
okay. here goes.
some pools have what we call auto covers. where the cover of the pool rolls back automatically or at the very least, magically.
so i rolled back the cover for a small lil pool with a huge tree hanging over it.
when i walked toward it i heard something that made my blood curl. it was a screaming sound coming from the base of the cover where it rolls up. it sounded like a vulture on crack. i stepped away slowly, not turning my back on it, and started to roll the cover closed. i half expected to see a streak of blood smearing on it as it went. the other event i half expected to happen was something slimy and bug-eyed to come crawling out in absolute pain screaming something like, "IT BURNS US MY PRECIOUS!"
well, after about 30 seconds of waiting and not seeing anything mythological or bleeding sleek out of the opening i decided to get back to work.
and whatdoyaknow? after a short while, the shrieking had stopped. that didn't keep me from being extra careful while walking anywhere near the torture rack of death.
it occurred to me that that poolside probably really smells now. whatever animal i crushed, there's no way it can smell pretty. probably doesn't help that it's been an unusually warm week.
ah well.
i could really go for a giant steering wheel sized cookie right about now.
i suppose you want to hear the story about it now.
sigh.
okay. here goes.
some pools have what we call auto covers. where the cover of the pool rolls back automatically or at the very least, magically.
so i rolled back the cover for a small lil pool with a huge tree hanging over it.
when i walked toward it i heard something that made my blood curl. it was a screaming sound coming from the base of the cover where it rolls up. it sounded like a vulture on crack. i stepped away slowly, not turning my back on it, and started to roll the cover closed. i half expected to see a streak of blood smearing on it as it went. the other event i half expected to happen was something slimy and bug-eyed to come crawling out in absolute pain screaming something like, "IT BURNS US MY PRECIOUS!"
well, after about 30 seconds of waiting and not seeing anything mythological or bleeding sleek out of the opening i decided to get back to work.
and whatdoyaknow? after a short while, the shrieking had stopped. that didn't keep me from being extra careful while walking anywhere near the torture rack of death.
it occurred to me that that poolside probably really smells now. whatever animal i crushed, there's no way it can smell pretty. probably doesn't help that it's been an unusually warm week.
ah well.
i could really go for a giant steering wheel sized cookie right about now.
