prog rock and me.

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Last week, or maybe even two weeks ago I heard a Genesis song on the radio. It was one I hadn’t heard in many years. I remember when I was a kid (10? 12?) I thought that the song was about an old Nazi who defects to some nice summer home (in Brazil or France or something) and tries to hide out in this paradise. But the ghosts of the Jews find him and haunt him FOREVER in his Home By The Sea.

I thought it was about a Nazi because I thought what Phil Collins was singing at this one point was “sieg heil.”

After hearing that song the other day I went home and looked up the lyrics on the internet. Turns out, I was super wrong. It’s not about a Nazi being haunted at all. It’s about a burglar who breaks into this home by the sea, probably a castle-y home, and then the ghosts in the home make him sit and listen to their stories FOREVER in this Home By The Sea. And what Phil collins actually sings is “sit down.”

I kind of like my Nazi version better.

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big turtle

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 jeep01 

I was finishing up my walk at the park and as I got closer to the Jeep I thought, “Damn, did my muffler fall off? …or is that a big turtle?”

It was a big turtle!

I think it’s a snapping turtle.

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So ugly!

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further proof of oldness #3

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I love coconut macaroons.

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Further proof of oldness:

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I’ve been listening to some Genesis lately. This breaks my No Phil Collins rule.

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Damn, Nature. You scary! part IV

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Kristie spotted this big guy on our walk at the park this morning. Some folks calls it a cottonmouth. I call it a water moccasin. 

It appears (on different sites I’ve looked at. [read: wikipedia]) that cottonmouth and water moccasin are different names for the same type of snake. I’ve heard people call them cottonmouths down here, but I’ve never called them that. I’ve no idea if it’s a regional thing or a generational thing or what. What do you call it?

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I see how it is.

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Remember a week or two ago when I said I hoped this wouldn’t turn into Summer of the Snake?

Well, I’m pretty sure it’s going to be Summer of the Snake. So far it’s definitely been Springtime of the Snake. Maybe after spring the snakes hide better or something?

I’ve never seen so many snakes before. And I’ve lived next to this creek for at least 25 years. I’ve seen more snakes in the last 5 weeks than I’ve seen in the last two decades combined.

Of course, not all the snakes I’ve seen this year have been in our creek. Some have been at the park. Still, last summer when I was hanging out in the creek and the park taking 10,000 pictures of dragonflies I only saw two snakes. Which, honestly, seemed like a miracle at the time.

I’ve never been a huge fan of snakes. I know that they keep down the pesty animal situation. But that’s where my knowledge stops. I have no idea if they are territorial, where they do it, which ones lay eggs/live birth (if any), and I don’t really know what snake I’m looking at when I’m faced with one. So I just take their picture. I certainly don’t poke them with a stick. Mostly becuse I don’t have a stick. But also because I have this fear that if I poked it with a stick it would somehow get the stick away from me and be all, “Boosh! How you like it?!” and it would poke me back, much harder than I poked it.

I’ve been lucky to not come across any rattlesnakes. I don’t want to see them. or hear them.

I’ve seen a couple of moccasins (it may have been the same one just on different days. If so, it’s eating well.) and I will say that they are a bit more fearless than the water snakes. The water snakes, as soon as they see me, they slither away and hide. The moccasin not so much.

The more snakes I see the more I’ll learn about them. So there’s that.

Seeing a snake still creeps me out, but now, on my morning walks when I don’t see a snake I’m relieved and disappointed at the same time.

Here’s a good site about snakes in Alabama.

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Damn Nature, you scary! part III

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 snake10 

Saw some kind of water snake at the park this morning.

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to further prove i’m old

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I accidentally erased EVERYTHING on the DVR.

JUST LIKE AN OLD PERSON.

I was trying to delete Top Gear from the list because although I love it when I watch it, I rarely watch it. Plus it’s on Netflix now. So I deleted it, along with everything else.

Damn.

I’m kinda bummed about the 4 episodes of Archer I hadn’t gotten to yet.

On the bright side, we now have a terabyte of space free on the DVR.

*facepalm*

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Bug Nerd

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May I have a nerd moment? LOOK AT THIS.

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I dunno how much you can zoom in on this dragonfly, but check out it’s face.

I’ve no idea what kind it is (yet) but it’s eyes are much farther apart than I’ve seen on all the other dragonflies I see. You should know that this made me really excited. 

I didn’t used to be this way.

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i hate plants

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annasrose 

I did some minor gardening this weekend. very minor. miniscule. weeding, really. is what it was.

There’s a rose bush by the creek and it came with the house. I didn’t plant it, is what I’m saying. I call it Anna’s Rose Bush because when I was a little girl and lived across the street from this house, the old lasy who lived here (and probably wasn’t really that old at the time) was Anna and that rose bush was there and I just assume she put it there and whatever who cares it’s a damn rose bush.

So this rose bush is over 30 years old and I figure since the damn thing grows on it’s own and I don’t have to do anything to it that the least I can do is (every so often) cut down all those bullshit weed plants, choking vines, and that ol’ bastard: poison ivy off and away from the rose bush. And since this bush is, like I said, by the creek, ALL that stuff grows so fast and strong and plentiful because it gets tons of sun and water.

And before you think that I’m a big ol’ rose bush softie or something, the other reason I cut all that stuff down is because with it being by the creek that stuff gets snaky. I don’t want to make it any easier for snakes to hide in my yard. They gotta earn it.

Another gardening point I earned this weekend is the planting of some kind of lily. One of my coworkers pushed some lilies that she had dug up out of her yard on me. It went like this:

“Jaimie, would you like some lilies to plant at your house?”

“No, thank you.”

“Are you sure? They’re so easy.”

“No. I hate plants.”

“No you don’t! Nobody hates plants!”

“Yes I do. You know I hate plants. Everyone here knows I hate plants because ALL OF YOU keep trying to give me your extra plants! For years! I’ve spent years trying to maintain my plant hate and ALL OF YOU KEEP DOING THIS. I DON’T WANT YOUR PLANTS. THEY’LL JUST DIE. THEY ALWAYS DO!”

“These plants are easy. You can’t kill them.”

“THAT’S WHAT YOU SAID ABOUT THE CORN PLANTS YOU FORCED ON ME THREE YEARS AGO. They’ve been dead for two years now.”

“Corn plants? Those are finicky.  These lilies are so simple and they come back every year. You don’t have to do anything.”

“I don’t want any plants.”

“I’ll bring you some of my lilies.”

“FINE.”

So this weekend I planted some kind of lily in the front yard where the daffodils come up. I figure they can all be friends. If not, I’ll send the teenage mutant ninja hastas over to TCB.

All of this to say: I’ve got a bit of poison ivy on my arm and it itches LIKE A LUNATIC. I HATE PLANTS. ALL OF THEM.

Okay, obviously I don’t hate any food plants.

Also, I love pineapple. to eat, not grow.
gross.

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