On a good day, it's surprising that I don't have more callouses on my feet from dragging them so much. Took me forever to get my black belt, I'm still working on finishing my college degree, I was 40 when I finally decided to get married. So of course I waited until I'm approaching my mid-40's to have our first kid. And I want to tell you about it. Interested?
Wednesday, September 28, 2005
You think that this is irrational?
And people wonder why I have an irrational fear of deep deep water....s#it like this
Yeah. That's right. A 26-foot long Architeuthis. That's "Giant Squid".
Last fall at Laguna Beach, my boss kept running away from the waves whenever they got too close to her feet. (Like a little kid)
I asked her why she did that and she responded "Are you KIDDING? Dude, there are 'Jaws' out there!"
Not Sharks. "Jaws".
And I even get freaked out in Lakes. I'm okay swimmin, but as soon as my feet get to a point where I can't touch...well let's just say I envision some, "thing", swimming from the depths, grabbing my ankle and dragging me down into the abyss.
And catfish? Sheeeoot. My dad and uncle pulled a gator sized snapping turtle out of da lake. It was probably the size of a garbage can lid, and super MEAN! It scared me so bad I locked myself in the bunkhouse 'til mom got me. We ate it later. Which is how I came to absorb the turtle spirit.
Still, I won't go skinny dippin' in that lake. Dad Blamed turtle'll nibble my bits!
Last fall at Laguna Beach, my boss kept running away from the waves whenever they got too close to her feet. (Like a little kid)
ReplyDeleteI asked her why she did that and she responded "Are you KIDDING? Dude, there are 'Jaws' out there!"
Not Sharks. "Jaws".
And I even get freaked out in Lakes. I'm okay swimmin, but as soon as my feet get to a point where I can't touch...well let's just say I envision some, "thing", swimming from the depths, grabbing my ankle and dragging me down into the abyss.
And catfish? Sheeeoot. My dad and uncle pulled a gator sized snapping turtle out of da lake. It was probably the size of a garbage can lid, and super MEAN! It scared me so bad I locked myself in the bunkhouse 'til mom got me. We ate it later. Which is how I came to absorb the turtle spirit.
Still, I won't go skinny dippin' in that lake. Dad Blamed turtle'll nibble my bits!
It was good eatin'