Um, hello? Is this thing on? This is Derrell... this is also my maiden voyage as far as bloggerying - and by the end of this you may be able to tell. And some of you more sophisticated types may already have guessed, "Yep, newbie." I felt bloggy and so thus, I blog. Julie tells me she has sent out electronic messages in a bottle to the mysterious internets land. And she insists that this typing will end up on a "page" of blog-like likeness.
Sorry, back to the storying: Julie said she told you about my Neanderthalian habit of killing squirrels that had not got the memo: "This is Derrell's house and if he lived in another country he would be eating us for breakfast, lunch and dinner. He would wear our furry little hides for loin cloths and he would nibble our innards for late night snacks... the man hates us arboreal devil rats!! Beware!" In more common parlance, I done killed me some squirrels and I liked it - a lot.
So now, I have been bringing to bear my considerable wild beast-killing skills regarding all kinds of trespassing fellows. Julie says she will post my pictures of recent trophies I took. Be warned, though! The following images may constitute a crime against humanity! The HORROR!!!! Behold, what awaits those who wander astray of the outer doors, those who dare lurk my passage and those who find themselves under the shadow of my fierce hand!!!!! But really, folks, that spider I done killed EVAPORATED when I smashed his carapace between my twain mighty meathooks. I didn't know I was so... great white huntery. Just look at my face - I mean business. I hope the unwary beast publish this post and its pictures on their internets - it would save me the gory soirée I find myself entangled within occasionally. Tell all your varmint friends, I will not be trifled with. Spread the word - there is a new sheriff in town.
Note from Julie: Derrell wrote this a few days ago, but I haven't published it because it is still picture-less. I can't find the specific USB cable required to download the pictures mentioned. (again) They are great--you really need to see them! I will continue to hunt tirelessly for the magic cord. This situation brings into focus the fact that I'm not very organized. Well, let me amend that: I'm not what the rest of the world would call "organized", BUT I usually know where everything is--until someone decides to organize for me. (The men in my house definitely know how to clean a room!) Things look better, but now I can't find all my stuff. Needless to say, it's a bit frustrating. If I was "properly" organized, little things like this wouldn't happen...
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Derrell - I enjoyed your first venture into the land of the blogosphere. Good work. And congrats on getting in touch with your "Great White Huntery" side.
But, do us all a favor and reconsider your decision to "wear those furry little hides for loin cloths"?
David - to be honest, you would not be able to tell the difference between where the squirrel hide ended and the "toupee farm" on my back began... but that would only be in Turkeyministanyburg while I herded vast fields of roaming wild gerbils.
I think I'll pass on the photos of dead squirrels, gerbils, or any other fuzzy thing- it just doesn't sound very appetizing- although I'm sure it's great for those male bonding moments. Maybe you can share the photos during Sunday School, in the hallways? I'm sure the guys will love it!
See you all tomorrow! hee hee!
Derrell, I must say that you look great! Way to go! I also must say that I need to drink caffiene to keep up with your stories! I'm glad you guys are on the blog board! It will be so much fun keeping up with your family's every day lives!
That was great! Thank you for the fun read... I can't wait to see the photos!
It's true- men are much more sophisticated than in the dark ages- but deep down, there is a cave man in every XY chromosome. smile
I have been laughing since the image of Derrell in a 'coon skin cap from Julie's original post of the man of the house ridding the cave of varmints. I fear the the thought of him in said headgear and the newly mentioned apparel (or the lack thereof) is forever imprinted on my mind. I don't think I will ever be able to look at Derrell again without smiling ear-to-ear. I look forward to the pictures.
Ok Derrell you are a crack in the pants. So funny! Julie...guess what....I think I am back on line again. I missed blogging. How are you? We're good and hoping to talk to you soon.
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