Killer Icicles

Maybe Ralphie’s mom knew what she was talking about after all…

I had no idea we were harboring deadly icicles till I heard a loud crash coming from the vicinity of the kitchen. Scooter and I ran to find out what it was and were greeted with a large pile of ice on the deck, and the remains of a fringe of very long and sharp icicles.

I can’t wait until spring when I can post pictures of the flowers and trees and gardens. It’s really not some bleak, frozen wasteland up here. It just seems that way for the first 3 months of the year.

4 thoughts on “Killer Icicles”

  1. You forgot to mention the last two or three months of the year also. It is usually lat October through early April that it is a vast frozen wasteland. But then what is a few months between friends?

  2. Actually, it doesn’t really bother me until about mid-February, when the Seasonal Affective Disorder really kicks in and I start channeling Lon Chaney Jr.

  3. I saw the werewolf with a Candied Chicken menu in her hand
    walkin through the streets of North Canton in the snow.

    She was lookin for the place called Lee Ho Fooks, gonna get a big dish of Turkey Corn Chowder.

    Ya hear her howlin around the kitchen door, ya better not let her in.
    Little old lady got Seasonal Affective Disorder late last night,
    werewolves of North Canton again.

    Well, I saw Lon Chaney walkin with my queen, doing the werewolves of North Canton.

    I saw a werewolf drinkin a pina colada at the Mahina Kai
    And her hair was perfect.

    AAAAAAAAAAAAAHOOOOOOOOOOO, werewolves of North Canton!

    Draw blood


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