Sunday, March 30, 2008
Saturday, March 29, 2008
Since I've lived in this house I've gotten several legal notices that have appeared to show varying degrees of seriousness addressed to someone who doesn't live here. One time the County Constable came by looking for him. His name doesn't show any relation to the previous owners, so I know they're not looking for them. I figure it's probably someone who provided a false address and is essentially living on the lam. Of course, the previous owners may have harbored a fugitive, or he could be holed up in the dilapidated shed out back (posing convincingly as a raccoon).
I'm always tempted to open his mail to investigate further since it presents such a mystery. Still, I'm sure if I ever found out why they're after the guy it will be a let down. After all, if it were a truly glamorous or scandalous crime, they would have kicked in my front door by now. So I picture a guy who wrote some hot checks or neglected his childcare payments living in relative and parasitic anonymity in some friend's apartment. But if they ever haul me off and force me to prove I'm not him, I'm going to hope it's for something positively gangster.
Wednesday, March 26, 2008
This is a photo friday picture. I found the bracelet a couple of years ago after moving into my house. I kept it because it seemed to contain so many stories. Who is PFC Cochran and what happened to him? He went missing in action, but is there a chance he's still around somewhere? And what about the story of the bracelet? Someone must have cared enough to display it at some point, but then how did it end up hanging from a nail in a garage? For me it also serves as a cultural relic, a remote symbol of the past, though I'm sure there are those for whom it remains very present.
Tuesday, March 18, 2008
Saturday, March 15, 2008
Sunday, March 09, 2008
Friday, March 07, 2008
For those faithful readers of this blog (namely me), you (I) will recall that a couple of posts ago I said, in a seemingly sarcastic tone, that it would snow sometime between the springlike weather we were having and the inevitably sweltering weather to come. Well, I was right. So in your (my) face!
The almost freshly fallen snow in my backyard.
This one was from taking the long way to work