Catching up with New/Old Friends

So…

 

The other day, I was walking home from work.

yea…shocker…right?

I’ve changed my route slightly, to avoid the carnage that used to be my cathedral.  I sometimes wonder if they’ve cleared the ‘Earthly remains’ from their yard – yet I still can’t gather the courage to walk past the sight of the worst mass murder in recent Waukesha history.

If you have NO idea what I’m talking about – welcome to the T&T.  Trust me, it doesn’t always get this weird.

this is a ‘light’ day…

Here’s a little backstory for you…

I’ve taken to walking around the back of this school’s sports field.  Most people ’round these parts would call it a football field, (Wisconsin:  a beer state with a football problem), but as I don’t bleed Green & Gold during the fall/winter sports season, I’m just gonna call it an all-purpose ‘sweat till you melt’ field of athletic prowess.

My new favorite spot to stop and have a bit of fun is the outdoor play equipment behind the field-o-sweaty-dreams.

Play Equipment

Not because I’m entering my second childhood or anything – but I stop and bounce a bit on the very rubberized ground cover for no other reason besides:   IT’S SPRINGY!

foot plastic foot

I amuse easily…

Kids these days don’t appreciate that play equipment ‘back in the day’ was usually installed on nothing more than normal, everyday soil, packed rock hard by many, MANY feet.

I feel a curious desire to yell “Get off my LAWN’ right now…

After the brief bounce, I hop back on the (now very hard) sidewalk and continue making my way home.

Remember that ‘other day’ I mentioned at the beginning of the post?

I found something…disturbing…

Snoopy's head farter away

 

There’s a little white speck on the pavement.

 

 

 

Walking a bit closer, I found…to my horror:

 

Snoopy's head

SOMEONE DECAPITATED SNOOPY!

 

 

 

 

 

 

Charles Schwartz is rolling in his grave right now…ROLLING, I tell you!

 

 

I beat a hasty retreat from the site of yet another grizzly murder as fast as my legs could carry me (after I snapped the picture, of course!).  No way I wanted to be tied into the brutal slaying of a beloved cartoon character.

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Is it too early to watch “A Charlie Brown Thanksgiving?”  I love the bit when Snoopy tangled with the lawn chair…

 

 

As I’m walking down the street, all is serene.  I’m guessing nobody’s reported the horrific crime yet…but then it dawns on me.

Back at the playground.

Is it?

foot plastic foot

Let’s adjust the focus, here…

foot plastic plastic

Oh….crap….

plastic close in

He’s BAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAACK!

 

On one hand, I’m glad to see that he’s able to fend for himself, feed himself, and appears to be quite happy with his new life as a wild plastic shape-altering thingie…

They grow up so fast, don’t they?

But on the other hand…should I be concerned that he’s apparently turning cannibalistic?

 

1re73z

7 thoughts on “Catching up with New/Old Friends

  1. You can get away with playing in a playground. You put an old man like me on that detour and I’ll have a hash tag named after me.
    I had to read the back story on the herbal carnage (herbage?). It didn’t show up in my box when you first posted it. Strange. But now I understand why you had to revise your route.

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    • You’ll have to come join me in the spring when it’s safe to walk again without freezing to the sidewalks 😀

      We’ll get you to go totally viral!

      I drove past the botanical butchery site the other day – they’ve cleaned out all the brush, and laid straw down over the ground, probably trying to protect the soil so they can plant grass in the spring. I gave the property the stink eye as I passed in the car.

      Of course, after this little display of venom on my part, my exhaust system in the car started making WAAAAAY too much noise…so karma once again taught me it’s better (and more cost-effective) to turn the other cheek…

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