wow. i just stopped by my friend’s house on the way home from practicing for the “nate haubert quartet’s” upcoming gig at the popcorn festival (sept 11, friday, 10pm, police station stage…save the date, cause it’s gonna be a lot of fun). i stopped by there to pick up something real quick, and i wasn’t planning on staying. imagine my chagrin when i was greeted by my frantic friend, with the words, “here’s a tennis racket. you have to help me find the bat!”
well it had hidden itself about fifteen minutes before that point, and the couple had searched the house high and low, wielding tennis rackets of death, to no avail. so they brought in the big guns: the guy who, when last confronted with a bat, called the police. (yes, i’m serious, no i’m not proud of it, yes i might do it again…no i wouldn’t…i don’t think…)
well he and i searched high and low, while his strep throat-having wife sat on the couch, her entire body protected by a blanket. but we couldn’t find a thing. i sat down and we chatted idly for a couple of minutes, and then i got up to leave. just then, the bat flew out from RIGHT WHERE SHE HAD BEEN SITTING THE WHOLE TIME!!! can you imagine?
well, we knocked it out (i think we might have knocked it out permanently) and put it outside. the biggest one i’ve seen in a house, actually. not exaggerating. the cats will get him, or he’ll wake up cranky and sneak back inside. i won’t be there for that.
i’m on an adrenaline rush like none other, baby.
Posted on August 29th, 2009 by deWeb
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