cornerofmadness

I'm in the process of getting ready for the move next week. 90% of my stuff's been in storage for 4 years in grandma's basement. I was cleaning the last box of kitchen stuff in my uncle's place (he has a dishwasher and no one else does and no one wanted to hand clean an ENTIRE kitchen's worth of stuff by hand). as I was unwrapping the last thing in the box from the dish towel I used as packing material we see the mouse in the box. My aunt screams mouse. We both grab the box and nearly get it outside but the damn thing leaps out at the last second.

It's a huge field mouse and it's running around the house. We corner it Mom opens the door and I drop kick the sucker out only it does a twist and runs back into the house. Now the Jack Russel Terrier is after it. This is what those things are bred for. The mouse escapes us two more times and escapes into the basement. That JR is still looking to eat it. Right now however, Mousilla is free but I have high hopes for it not remaining so

Later my uncle took me for a ride in his 73 Stingray Corvette which is restored to show quality. I'm always home in the winter so I never get to go for a ride. I love riding in sports cars and the T-top is great. I loved it. That thing is more comfortable than I thought it would be.