Our Child Heroes!
Today is Wednesday, 17 March 2010.
Not the column I intended for today, but, the looming corporate debt crisis can wait ‘til tomorrow.
This date, the HHs took a morning meeting, and were gone from 9.30am ‘til 12.45pm. Upon return, we discovered that the front storm door had been so violently yanked ("Yanqui, go home!") that the strip containing the lock was dislodged. The perp had then slammed open the inner wooden door, knocking the wreath onto the floor.
My leather bomber jacket was in plain view, on the back of the couch, a pace inside the door, and wasn’t taken.
An easy reconstruction: at the sound of the burst door, from behind the doors separating the living room and den from the rest of the house, the children rose from slumber, and their voices rose, and the perp beat hasty retreat.
All honour to Lyntl Weimaraner, Eleanor Roosevelt Calico Cat, Emma Goldman Cocker Spaniel, and Sophie Tucker Dachshund!
All honour to Shelley Weimaraner, because, although she was nearby at the vet having stitches removed, I’m certain she heard the voices of her sisters, and joined the chorus!
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On this date in 180 CE died Marcus Aurelius Antoninus Augustus, Roman emperor and one of the great Stoic philosophers. His Meditations should be read by every educated person.
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Yes, you must wait through a little gunfire from The Last Boy Scout (1991) – but Bruce Willis will dance a Saint Patrick’s Day jig for YOU!
Éire go Brách!
Not the column I intended for today, but, the looming corporate debt crisis can wait ‘til tomorrow.
This date, the HHs took a morning meeting, and were gone from 9.30am ‘til 12.45pm. Upon return, we discovered that the front storm door had been so violently yanked ("Yanqui, go home!") that the strip containing the lock was dislodged. The perp had then slammed open the inner wooden door, knocking the wreath onto the floor.
My leather bomber jacket was in plain view, on the back of the couch, a pace inside the door, and wasn’t taken.
An easy reconstruction: at the sound of the burst door, from behind the doors separating the living room and den from the rest of the house, the children rose from slumber, and their voices rose, and the perp beat hasty retreat.
All honour to Lyntl Weimaraner, Eleanor Roosevelt Calico Cat, Emma Goldman Cocker Spaniel, and Sophie Tucker Dachshund!
All honour to Shelley Weimaraner, because, although she was nearby at the vet having stitches removed, I’m certain she heard the voices of her sisters, and joined the chorus!
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On this date in 180 CE died Marcus Aurelius Antoninus Augustus, Roman emperor and one of the great Stoic philosophers. His Meditations should be read by every educated person.
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Yes, you must wait through a little gunfire from The Last Boy Scout (1991) – but Bruce Willis will dance a Saint Patrick’s Day jig for YOU!
Éire go Brách!
posted by HH at 6:15 PM
2 Comments:
GREAT JOB FURKIDZ!!! Holy cow, though, HH... sure hope that doesn't happen again. Unnerving, to say the least!
Having been black-bagged twice by the FBI (or, as local law enforcement likes to call them, The Feebles), this was small beer. However, Meese2 hopes this doesn't happen again. (Another law enforcement ref. Stop me before I ref again!)
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