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Stupid.
I was just sitting here (NOT writing my paper, of course, why do that?), eating some soup and thinking, when a car alarm went off outside my building, and I realized that those things are so ineffective nowadays.  Nobody reacts to them anymore.  And everyones' sound alike, so no one goes to check if it's their car or not.  Anyway, my thoughts wandered to The Viper.  Does anyone else remember 'The Viper'?  It was this dumb early/mid-90s commercial for a car protection service.  You would activate the system as you left, and then if someone tried to break into your car, some hologram or other image of a snake would appear, in an attempt to scare the would-be burglar off.

Hello!

Who would believe there was a snake in the car!?!?  A plane, sure ;), but not in a personal sedan, no.  It just doesn't sound plausible, does it?  Nobody would ACTUALLY have a snake in their car to use as a scare tactic.  I mean, if they actually did it, made it seem like they had this hissing, spitting viper in their car, and then their viper was real...wouldn't that put them in grave danger, too, because hey...they're driving around with a live, uncaged snake in their car?

Anyone?
 
 
   
 

."Plan 'B' was ill-conceived."
.Ever since I was a young child, I've wanted a pet snake--specifically a ball python. I kid you not. Does it bother me that I would have to feed it dead rodents? No, it's the cycle of life. Does it bother me that it could kill me if it constricted around my head too tightly? No, it wouldn't do that. We would be buddies. Yes, the snake and I would be buddies.

.But here's the problem... I fly to school.

.How is that a problem? You might ask. I'm painfully serious when I say this: you really can't have snakes on a plane. Not in your carry-on, not as checked baggage, not in cargo. No snakes on a plane. But how do people moving from one side of the country to the other take their pet snake? They don't. Airlines are totally discriminatory against cold-blooded animals. The only way you can ship a snake as cargo is if you are a "known shipper" with a personal business that ships at least 6 times a year.

.I can't leave my possible future snake here. My mother would never take care of it. Sigh.

.In other news, I like porn. Porn porn porn.
 
 
 

   
Native American Medicine
Native American Medicine

The medicine of the Red God teaches us how to live. This medicine teaches us how to live in harmony with nature, with our world- and with one another.

Once we had medicine bundles, the collective unconscious of our tribes were carried in these. To the outsider they were a curiosity, to us they were our soul.

The ways of the animals mimic our own ways, we learn much by watching, by doing, by working- together.

We are not separate from the world, we are one with our world. We are the earth, we are the water, we are the air we breathe.

When we are grateful, with gratitude in our hearts, Mother Earth senses our vibrations and sends to us a teacher. This teacher can take many forms, the rocks, the sea, the clouds. Mother Earth sends to us the woodpecker, the snake and the trees.

Woodpecker medicine shows us how to drum the heartbeat of Mother Earth. To sing the sweet song of thanksgiving so that Mother Earth may speak to us and guide us on our path.

Sickness begins when the body is not whole. The trees, the birds, the animals, all speak to us of trust in one another, in sharing and providing for each other.

Just as the woodpecker tree provides for the woodpecker so too so the leaves provide for the snake.

The snake is the symbol of transformation. Healing and new life are a signature trait of the serpent. The snake has the ability to shed it's skin, as do we, and to renew itself into life once again. The snake turns poison into medicine but we, the people, must make that transition with the snake. We can not make the medicine bundle alone. We must heal, renew, transform.
 
 
   
 

Jumped and Screamed Like a LIL BITCH!

The kids and Randy had a grand laugh at my expense tonight.  I have made no bones about HATING and being somewhat FEARFUL of snakes.  I don't care if they are the lenght of my hand and only have a fat lil head, I kill them if I see them or go high tailing it back to the house to either grab Randy or now my fearless of snakes daughter DeLaney!

 

Randy called about 7:30 this evening.  I wanted him to get a hold of his mom to find out how his sister is doing with Chemo and Radation for her Breast Cancer.  That is a different blog.  After he talked to his mom and was flabergasted over how she yet again showed how shitty of a mom she is........again a different blog he called home.

 

I talked to him for a bit and let him know we were having a ruff afternoon and evening.  And then past the phone off to the kids to talk.  I, in the mean time, let Spud out to go potty and grabbed a hold of Dooley's collar to put him back on the chain for the night.  Dooley wasn't happy but he knows better to fight mamma.

 

So we walk across the drive near the house, by the propane tank and the piles of wood; heading up to his dog house and where his chain is at.  It is up a slight hill to a level area.  I have a pair of black chucks on, a pair of cut of sweats from 1995 and a tank top I wear to clean.  This should be pretty normal right!  WRONG!!!!

 

I take a step down with my right foot (knee is doing good by the way) and I feel a bump underneight my foot and there is noooooooooo tree or stick nothing in the area.  Next thing I know, I feel a lash of something meaty and scaly on my ankle and foot!  I look down!  GASP!  It is a Bull Snake!  Bigger then the one I took a pciture of!

 

I was standing on it's neck!  I jumped a mile!  I could have cleared a pole vault height!  SCREAMED LIKE A LIL BITCH seeing Bret Michaels (sorry been watching Bret Michaels Rock of Love).  Let go of the puppy after about strangling the poor thing.  I scared him soooooo bad that he brough down one of his massive paws right on the middle of the snake and my foot!  Tripping me on my ass with in inches of the dayum snake who by this time is rightly pist off!  My knee is now killing me cause of that lil business!  I looked in that dayum snake's eyes and promptly screamed like a bitch AGAIN!

 

Ever see a 30lb over weight gimpy thick hot mamma get up and go running back to the house like Big Foot was after her for some hot ape loving?  Well if you haven't I am sure it is a funny sight!  Coltin was walkign out to the mudporch when I gimped ran back into the house while on the phoen with his dad, becasue they all heard me scream like that lil bitch, including Randy on the other side of the line, and Randy sent the kids out to check on me!  I then ran my poor scrawny son over gettin into the kitchen!

 

My tits were heaving so hard that I thought I was going to give myself a fat lip with them!  When Coltin handed the phone back over to me, Randy was laughing so hard because Coltin had explained that I had stepped on a Bull Snake and I was all muddy from falling right next to it and I just was screaming because of the snake! 

 

I have mean and cruel children and a hubby for laughign over my tramatic experince with yet another snake!  Fuckers!

 
 
 

   
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Well I could take a positive look at having a neighbor such as this one and his partner that hasn't shown themselves yet.........they are messengers from one of the Guardians of the Otherworld Gates and they are just protecting the fmaily.  OR  I can keep track of them and when Randy gets his butt home next weekend, he can hunt them down and kill them for DARING to be anywhere near MY HOUSE!

 

I blame Randy for this guy and his partner being near the house.  When he did the last weed eating of the year, he didn't weed eat that flower bed! 

 

Quite the excitement last night around here!  DeLaney takes Spud out to go potty and comes running back inside going "MOM!  There is a snake on the sidewalk!  Where is the shoval so I can kill it!"  I am so proud of my girl, I HATE snakes with a passion.  It goes back to my cousin Joe (the one that belted us our new rank last month and you can see him in last post!  He is the dark haired guy sitting straight up when sitting on the ground eating with dark brown hair) and my brother shoving snake's heads in my face and my cousin Tammy's face (Joe's sister) and trying to make us kiss them!  I won't get very clsoe to snakes unless they are being held by someone else or behind glass! 

 

This guy on the sidewalk was a small BullSnake.  But he was aggressive enough that Shadow the black fluffy kitty and Sin the orange kitty in the last picture stayed away.  Spud jumped back from investagting him and stayed back also.  The lil kitty who isn't pictured wisely realized this guy could eat her and went running inside when I came out with the camara! 

 

All snakes run in pairs, so I wasn't letting the kids near this guy at night when we didn't have very good light.  I really didn't need a trip to ER even if the snake isn't poisnous.

 

Two hours later I put Spud out to go potty again and my Puppy is off his chain and no where to be found!  I heard him up at my Auntie's house and going GREAT!  My auntie is gong to be sooooo pist lets hope her inside dogs are inside!  So I jump into my van and run up the drive.  Thankfully the indoor puff ball dogs were inside and Dooley was outside hanging with her 3 outside dogs.  I had to drive into their drive and thankfully Dooley came with very little chase or yelling.

 

Surpsingly i didn't get a call asking me what was going on last night or tonight.  So it must have been my Uncle that was up and Auntie asleep! 

 
 
   
 

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