Friday, May 23, 2008

Retarded Woodpeckers and Other Diversions

There is a retarded woodpecker living in the woods outside my house. He spends his entire day (and his day starts at 5 AM apparently) flying from tree to tree to my house to another tree; banging on each in the same rythym over and over again. Sounds like typical woodpecker behavior, I'm sure, but my house is vinyl sided and roofed with a compound material. There are no wood parts to bang on. That doesn't stop him though, from banging over and over and over...

The guy that runs the Transfer Station (French for "dump") in my town scares me. He's an older gentleman with a wild white beard and longish unkempt white hair. He always wears overalls and black Caterpilar boots and never looks you in the eye, and you get the feeling that if he did you would explode. I call him "Evil Santa". The fact that "Santa" has the same letters in it as "Satan" has not escaped my attention.

Just because Bacitracin is in Triple Antibiotic Ointment doesn't mean that you can put T.A.O. on tattoos right after you get them - it's way too strong. For this one I am using good old A&D ointment (which I couldn't find for the last tattoo so I used T.A.O. after following the advice of someone who apparently doesn't like me very much), and not only am I already healing very nicely, but I smell like a babies butt after its diaper has been changed. Makes me sleepy.