Thursday, August 28, 2008

What The Cat Dragged In... Yuck!

A mole? I think that is what this thing is. I found it lying in the hall a few minutes ago. Ewwww.... And last night one of these rushed into the house of someone else I know here in town and attacked her dog. The police were called, and they came and tasered the attacker. Yikes! Mutant moles on the attack. I'm an animal lover, but I must admit I do NOT like the looks of these things. What do you think about them?

Saturday, August 23, 2008

My Daughter, Kitten...

According to Dole Baby Maker, this is the lovely child that would result if I was the mother and my cat Rexie was the father. If you CLICK HERE you can watch the charming video about her. Somehow I'm guessing this may not be what Dole had in mind when they set up their 'baby maker' site! Either way, it's fun to play around with.

Monday, August 18, 2008

Holding Hand

Sunday, August 17, 2008

Cool Old Car

I was driving home late one dark night recently, when I spotted this old junk car sitting on an empty lot. I liked the look of it so much I went and got my camera to take some photos of it. Can anyone tell me what kind of car it is, and what year model it was?? (Click on any of the photos if you want a closer look.)

UPDATE: Aha! I think it's been identified now. Lady Banana commented that her partner thought it was a Citroen 4cv. Well, I did some Googling, and I think that it may be an old Renault 4cv, an example of which is seen in the photo below, all new and shiny:

Monday, August 11, 2008

The Return

This is the painting I finished tonight. Enjoy!

Thursday, August 7, 2008

Relaxing With Rexie

Rexie, like most cats...

Is VERY good at Relaxing!

Friday, August 1, 2008

In The Basement Pipe

First of all, I want you all to know that I took a great personal risk (going way outside my comfort zone) to get the photos for this story. So please take a moment and say: "Yay Jaya! Brave Jaya! Thanks, Jaya!"

Alright then, here's the story... At the place I work, there is a basement, a dark, dank, SCARY basement. I try to avoid it as much as possible. Bob The Giant Mutant Squirrel lives down in the basement. He is bad news. I've heard that his intention is to chew through the ceiling of the basement and attack the people living in the bedroom above. I've never actually seen Bob The Giant Mutant Squirrel, but I've heard him throwing stuff around down there in the middle of the night.

Yesterday, a guy was at work treating some mold in the basement. He wanted me to go down there with him (ewwwww!). But I did. While we were down there, he pointed out these odd pipes going off under other areas of the house. I'd never noticed them before, because the few other times I've been down in the basement I've been focused on getting back OUT, and have never spent time really looking around down there. The Mold Guy directed my attention to one of these pipes, this one shown below:

I don't know why there is a picture frame hanging on it. Why not, though, I suppose, eh? The Mold Guy took out a flash light and pointed it down the pipe. At first, all I saw was something like this:

Then, I looked a little closer, with the Mold Guy's encouragement, and I could see further down, around the corner a little bit. SOMETHING was down there! Eeeek!! What was it???

Was it Bob The Giant Mutant Squirrel? Nope, not him, but I'm guessing he's pretty darn familiar with these pipes...

No, it was something else, something quite unexpected, and oddly creepy. It was very hard to get a photograph of it, but I did finally get one good enough to show you what is down there, past the curve in the pipe in the basement. Have a look:

Yep. A doll's head. No body, just the head, staring down the pipe, out towards the scary basement. How did it get there? And how long has it been there? As far as I know, there haven't been any children younger than sixteen living in this building for decades. And this doll head is at least ten or twelve feet down this pipe, probably underneath what is now the kitchen pantry.

Do you find this weird? I sure do, but at the same time, I also find it perversely fascinating. What child, long since grown up, played with this doll? And what happened to her body? Was it eaten by Bob The Giant Mutant Squirrel??