A Florida man awoke with a severe headache and asked his wife to drive him to a hospital, where doctors found a bullet lodged behind his right ear, sheriff's deputies said. [Link to Full Story.]
Here's the thing about this article: it's not surprising. Odd stuff like this happens all the time in Florida.
The question that's been bugging me about this story - is the couple still together? Will the husband check his soup for poison every dinner? Does he sleep in the guest bedroom now?
Thursday, June 28, 2007
Monday, June 25, 2007
A Loss and An Addition
The Florida Caulk contingent has experienced both a loss and an addition.
I'm sad to report that Mr. Fish passed away two weeks ago. He was quite the trooper, as far as goldfish go. Mr. Fish started life in a small bowl with a compatriot named Chekov. (Mr. Fish started life as "Tolstoy", but once Chekov passed, it didn't seem to make as much sense. He seemed content either way.) During our journey from St. Charles to Tampa, he sloshed around in a red thermos, which had its lid popped for air. There were several close calls, but a pinch of salt later, he made it safely to the new house and a deluxe tank. Unfortunately, the lifespan of the common household goldfish isn't very long, and he went to the great sea in the sky after 2 years. We were always glad to have him as a member of our animal menagerie.
The more uplifting news is that we took the plunge and bought a new motorcycle! It is a gorgeous 2006 Kawasaki Ninja 650, silver with red. I've been using it mainly for trips to the library and grocery store, although I plan to ride it to work as well. It has been over a year since I obtained my motorcycle license during a very soggy, cold April weekend.
Of course, the bike wouldn't be part of the family without a proper name. The new ride has been dubbed "Studs." Here's the story: Jason and I were walking Bandit one evening, and I casually mentioned that our five-year anniversary is approaching in November. I also casually mentioned that it would be great to be surprised with diamond earrings to celebrate the day. He stopped in the middle of the street, looked at me patiently, and said, "Babe, your diamond studs have an engine, two wheels and they're parked in the garage."
Oh. Okay then, let's ride!
(You can't wear earrings underneath a helmet, anyway.)
~M.
I'm sad to report that Mr. Fish passed away two weeks ago. He was quite the trooper, as far as goldfish go. Mr. Fish started life in a small bowl with a compatriot named Chekov. (Mr. Fish started life as "Tolstoy", but once Chekov passed, it didn't seem to make as much sense. He seemed content either way.) During our journey from St. Charles to Tampa, he sloshed around in a red thermos, which had its lid popped for air. There were several close calls, but a pinch of salt later, he made it safely to the new house and a deluxe tank. Unfortunately, the lifespan of the common household goldfish isn't very long, and he went to the great sea in the sky after 2 years. We were always glad to have him as a member of our animal menagerie.
The more uplifting news is that we took the plunge and bought a new motorcycle! It is a gorgeous 2006 Kawasaki Ninja 650, silver with red. I've been using it mainly for trips to the library and grocery store, although I plan to ride it to work as well. It has been over a year since I obtained my motorcycle license during a very soggy, cold April weekend.
Of course, the bike wouldn't be part of the family without a proper name. The new ride has been dubbed "Studs." Here's the story: Jason and I were walking Bandit one evening, and I casually mentioned that our five-year anniversary is approaching in November. I also casually mentioned that it would be great to be surprised with diamond earrings to celebrate the day. He stopped in the middle of the street, looked at me patiently, and said, "Babe, your diamond studs have an engine, two wheels and they're parked in the garage."
Oh. Okay then, let's ride!
(You can't wear earrings underneath a helmet, anyway.)
~M.
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