Graveyard Dirt: Two Worlds and In-between

Big Heap Happy Day

The following post ventures into "OLD NOTES" territory. In this particular case it's a copy and paste job from an old livejournal entry from April 27th, 2008.

I HAVE A CROW SKULL WITH ATTACHED AND DETACHED BEAK. I HAVE A CROW TALON. I HAVE VARIOUS CROW BONES, INCLUDING A PRISTINE WISHBONE FULLY INTACT. I ALSO HAVE A BAG OF CEMETERY DIRT THAT ISN'T ACTUAL CEMETERY DIRT BUT IS IN THE SENSE THAT IT WAS THE DIRT BEING DUG -OUT- OF THE CEMETERY IN ORDER TO MAKE A GRAVE. WHEN I SHOVED A PLASTIC BAG COVERED HAND INTO THE DIRT PILE I PULLED OUT A PERFECTLY POLISHED ONYX COLORED STONE. (I HAVE NO IDEA. SRSLY. THIS HAS BEEN GEMSTONE POLISHED FO SURE, OR SOMETHING.)

CLEARLY BIG HEAP HAPPY DAY. (HAPPY ORTHODOX EASTER! AND THE END OF PASSOVER, I BELIEVE!)

(ONE OF THESE DAYS I'LL TAKE A PICTURE FOR Y'ALL SO YOU CAN SEE ALL OF THE SUN BLEACHED BONES THAT LITTER OUR YARD. MAYBE NEXT YEAR I'LL GET AROUND TO GINGERBREAD PROOFING OUR HOUSE WITH CANDY ACCENTS, UNTIL THEN LARGE CARCASSES OF QUESTIONABLE ANIMALS (GOOSE, ACTUALLY) AND BONES WILL HAVE TO SCREAM "WITCH HOUSE!" TO NEIGHBORS AND PASSERSBY.)

ALSO, IT IS TIME TO STEAL A PAIR OF GLOVES THAT BELONG TO MY FATHER-IN-LAW. I'VE THREATENED THAT ONE DAY I'D BIND HIS HANDS, AND THAT DAY HAS FINALLY COME. (YEE HAW.)