Showing posts with label mother nature's wrath. Show all posts
Showing posts with label mother nature's wrath. Show all posts

Thursday, August 29, 2013

Florida is the Amazon

The last time I was in Florida was nine years ago. Now I don't know if I wasn't paying attention before or if Disney World is in a bubble but Florida is like the Amazon. From the moment I've arrived I've seen a ton of wildlife - wild turkeys, giant spiders, ticks, snakes, lizards and frogs. 



I'm willing to make friend's with lizards and frogs but I draw the line at snakes, ticks, and wild turkeys. Wild turkeys are huge assholes. Do not mess with them.

Right when we pull into my brother's driveway the roofers working on his house tell us they killed a snake, and in case we didn't believe them they throw it off the roof onto the driveway to show us.

Welcome to Florida!

Later on we find a tick on my brother's dog. I then think I have a tick on my foot but it turns out it's just a piece of dirt.

On a drive to the store we see a wild turkey giving us the evil eye from the side of the road. Keep driving and hope he doesn't have friends.

Before dinner I decide to go outside to explore and find a Jumanji plant.


What is this and will it eat me?

See! Amazon.

Thursday, November 8, 2012

First snow and the olden days of the intetnets

First snow of the season. Most of it melted by the morning. It will probably be 70 next week because that's how mother nature rolls in New England. She rolls crazy and sometimes I wonder if she's drunk.

One positive about not having a car right now is no shoveling and no clearing my car off. Two things I dislike very much. When I'm old I'm moving to Florida. I can't even handle the cold weather now.

I'm currently reading about the "good old days" of early internet journals. I had a livejournal back in the day and I wish that I had kept in contact with some of people I knew through there. I think I had a blog at diaryland too. I learned html for that crap. I was dedicated.

To all the blogs I read now. Don't stop blogging! I'll be sad and when I'm old and all the youngsters are blogging with their eyeballs or some other weird crap I'll be like "I remember the good old days of blogger and wordpress and using your fingers to type" and then I'll be wondering whatever happened to you guys and then I'll forget what I was sad about because I'll be old and forgetful.

I think it's time to end this post before I get all teary eyed and start feeling old.

p.s. I think one of my old aim names was moonprincess. What?! My best aim name though was killerdustbunnies.