Paranoid Parkette
June 27, 2008D’ja ever get the feeling that you’re being watched, even when there’s nobody else around?
Sitting out on my deck, I find that feeling comes over me. It creeps up and climbs into my lap with me. Dunno why. I mean, after all, it’s just me and the birch tree out there.
Just a tree. And me. And a creeping sense of dread. Ooh, did you ever see Evil Dead? There’s this scene in the film where a girl is running through the woods and the woods are chasing her. And they catch her. And they do unmentionable things to her.
I don’t know what made me think of that.
I just don’t know. But I think I’ll take my little laptop and go inside now.
You should put up a sign over that. Its creepy. If it was me I was take my pocket knife to it and carve something but of course that would make the spirit of the tree have to get even and that could turn ugly. Luckily I have a degree in forestry and such and I know the right incantations to make the tree go from evil and malignant to smurflike and ponyrific in its intentions.
It goes something like “Papa Smurfy Rainbow Dash make this tree not kick my ass.”
Comment by IKWIK — July 9, 2008 @ 9:30 am
LMAO, I will try that tonight!!
Comment by Kolchak — July 9, 2008 @ 10:32 am