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March 05, 2006

the pepper swap

we have had a problem with rats in our house for some time now. i find myself intrigued by their roaming while we're asleep, as we keep finding their shit in places one wouldn't really expect. at elast one of them as taken to stealing our food, which he/she then hides behind a basket that we keep on the kitchen counter. i can only figure that he/she imagines we won't discover this hiding place, then he/she will return at some time later to enjoy the fruits of his/her labor. things have just shifted though. this morning as i stood over the stove boiling water for tea, i looked behind the basket, and noticed that our rodent friend had stashed a jalapeno for his/her snack. as you might imagine, this made me laugh quite a bit. so today, i plan to replace our friend's jalapeno with a habanero. cruel as it may be, i like to imagine the little bugger in a state of shock. he/she may be clever, but we are the ones with the big brains after all. perhaps we'll be seeing less of our friend. the urine odor behind the fridge has become rather bothersome.

Posted by jeff pitcher at March 5, 2006 09:18 AM

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and to think, Sara and I were getting miffed as the night before last we were infested with CATS. Yes, the feral felines of the neighborhood had decided that, just because someone was in heat, it was time for a party at R&S's house. More accurately, UNDER our house. With the kitty 'fighting' noise, with the banging of the shutter to get into the crawlspace. With the dog freaking out.
worst night's sleep in years.

and that's saying something.

Posted by: ron at March 7, 2006 01:34 PM

sorry ron, but that image made me laugh.

the cats screeching, the dog barking, and you and Sara groaning.

at least the rat only makes crunching sounds.

Posted by: keri at March 7, 2006 05:29 PM

Where's the cat? I mean Keri's cat? I get the heebiejeebies just thinking about rats in my house...

Posted by: Anja at March 8, 2006 07:38 AM

anja,
my cat Mookie is in canada with a friend, (he is too old to make the move here.) he would be of no help anyway as he is probably the laziest cat in existence and will only make attempts to swat anything (string, mice, etc.) if they come within arms reach. and even then it's a bother.

he makes up for it in cuteness though.

Posted by: keri at March 8, 2006 09:54 AM

I miss Mook

Posted by: Mike at March 8, 2006 12:07 PM

Hi Keri--

I could see what S & I can do to get you a half-dozen feral kitties, we should have another batch in the neighborhood in a few months :)

Posted by: ron at March 8, 2006 03:50 PM

Yes, you have subbed for my classes. But whether you remember me or not, I thought you should know that you are probably one of the most inspirational people that I've met in my life. Also despite the fact that you've only subbed for us maybe 3 times tops... it's more effective than it would seem.

Good luck on your life beyond the beard.

PS : If you think that it's depressing when YOU are the detention watcher person, then you thought wrong. At least you try to motivate conversation to pass the time; other teachers just sit in behind the little desk they call their office and stare right back at you.

The whole "gay/fag" thing is just a phase, you'd be better off just letting time do what it does best. Kill stuff.

Posted by: Justin at March 9, 2006 11:39 PM

I'd like to reinforce Justin's comment, and officially apologize for my school. I know that you subbed my english class today, and you're not the first teacher to not be able to get us under control. (We're the bad class. Someone actually threw a crayon at our teacher once.) I don't know why some of us can't be quiet.

For what it's worth, everyone in most of my classes asks for you (in Jazz Band, especially.) I told my friend 'we had Mr. Pitcher today,' and she said, 'lucky!'

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