24: better than no story at all...

there is a thunderstorm warning in effect for the area, and i am keeping my fingers crossed that our giant maple tree will be destroyed by a well-aimed bolt of lighting. why? squirrels.

i began the day by thwarting a four-squirrel-joint-attack on my little garden. worst part was, the adorable little kitty was right next to me the whole time... and she could not possibly care less. [random aside: i cringe a bit when anyone says "i could care less"... for obvious reasons.]

i went so far at one point, as to place a hand on either side of her head, so that i could turn her insanely cute little face in the direction of the old maple branch where all four of them were slowly advancing toward the balcony railing. she yawned, then she returned to licking herself.

apparently, she has decided that she likes air conditioning more than she likes defending her territory on a super-humid day. if this keeps up, i may be forced to withdraw that glowing tribute i recently paid to her prowess as a squirrel-deterrent. she is still not quite as useless as the other two, but she is definitely on the road to uselessness.

recognizing that the defense of my tiny garden may be entirely up to me, i spent a few minutes this morning concocting another batch of squirrel-destroying pepper spray for the plants, as i was running low. [note: no squirrels are actually "destroyed" by said product. it is merely aimed at making them regret whatever life choices led them to that sacred space.]

i should point out, for the record, that i have little-to-no recollection of what today's topic was meant to be, and i have decided not to tax myself too much with trying to make any sense of it.

this is the main problem with committing to daily posts a month in advance. three-and-a-half weeks later, and i am struggling to recall what was going through my head when i added that phrase to the list. what i do remember is that we were awaiting a forecasted thunderstorm... just like today. eerie, ain't it?

we were standing either out on the balcony or by the bedroom window, watching the heavily-overcast sky in the distance. from where we stood, you could see the thick mass of clouds lighting up every few seconds, but they were still so far away that we could not hear the thunder. he made some comment about the creepiness of the whole scene.

him: it's like you were watching a silent movie.
me: yeh... a silent movie called "fear".

then we moved on to some tangentially-related topic, and that is what i intended to talk about. except... now i cannot begin to tell you what that topic was, and he is even less useful, as his memory is non-existent most days.

so, at least you got half a story... and half a story is better than no story at all.

and, speaking of fear... i was just informed that after last night's viewing of "Re-Animator", not only will i have to watch the remaining two films in the series, but now something called "From Beyond" has been added to the list.

if there is an afterlife, i would like to think that this never-ending viewing experience will count as punishment-in-full for all of my past transgressions.