It was the kind of day where, after talking on the phone for more than 3
hours, I walked to my favorite local fish restaurant, only to have to
walk back through the first rain of the season.
I didn't get as far along as I'd have liked (I won't tomorrow either
because I'm going to a writers' conference in the city), but I did make
it through the rat hot spot. This is what I saw ...
There've been rat(s) there, for sure ... there was a chewed up bag of
jelly beans, a bar of mocha chocolate completely gone, and get this,
half a bar of soap eaten. A very few rat droppings and nothing else.
Defintely not a nest or nest-like, more like a drive-in on a road trip.
I set a snap trap in my fake fireplace, but I should have just built a
small Sputnik monument instead ... It would catch as many rats and have
a deeper meaning.
I've killed (and eaten) several animals in my lifetime and tracked many
many more ... and I always use the same trick: think like them. It
works *really* well. Okay, so I'm up against a critter that likes
chocolate, chews up plastic, and eats half a bar of soap before it
decides "that's a bad idea" (or possibly, "i'm bored now"). How can I
think like that? I don't even understand it.
Bo3b suggested that perhaps I'm not up against rats, but rather, space
aliens in rat form. It would explain:
* Testing different things to see what they are.
* Why they appear to be nowhere after visiting.
* The small probe that I fished out of my anus this morning.
The prime rule of a skeptic is extraordinary claims require
extraordinary proof†. Eating half a bar of soap all but qualifies in
my book. I think I'm up against space aliens.
Today I started playing Tetris in a big way. I'm moving boxes and
things, many of which will have to be moved 2 more times. I also
discovered, for the first time in my life, that I have the tiniest
amount of arthritis in my hips.
Music for the day:
(I liked it yesterday and didn't feel like playing Twister to change the
"Chicago Blues Guitar Killers"
Japanese import collection
"Green Crystal Ties"
Psychedelic collection - Volume 4
My CD player started skipping so I turned it off. May get a new one
Distance ridden on arms/legs exercise bike: 17mi/27km
Expiration date of Gatorade bottle I drank after riding: November 2004
Amount of time bottle had been opened and unrefrigerated, although label
said, "Refrigerate after opening:" 20 hours
# of hand signed first edition books unwrapped for the first time: 17
Most valuable of these: Hard to say, there are 2 Philip Roth's there and
he's a Pultizer winner, but due to pop culture demand I'll bet it's Anne
Rice's "Vittorio the Vampire"
# of BBC Music Magazines unearthed, still in their mailers: 22
Number of glue traps stepped in today: 1
Number of swear words uttered after doing so: 0
Best find of the day: Signed copy of "If Chins Could Kill," by Bruce
Campbell -- star of the "Evil Dead" films.
Rat count: nil
More mail tomorrow. Should finish first pass of the living room.
Things are looking better up front, worse further back in the place as I
†This is, in fact, the primary problem I have with a vast number of
religions, they support what they believe by the information they
themselves provide. Uh, no.