Monday, June 17, 2019

Another Pony Tale

In case you didn't notice, we've been out of town for a few days. The rivers finally receded enough for The Pony to cross eastern Oklahoma and join us for CasinoPalooza 5! The only winner was my sister the ex-mayor's wife, who returned $25 richer than she left. So now you don't have to sit on the edge of your (perhaps broke-armed rolly) chair in suspense. I lost 12.727272 percent of my casino bankroll. So I'm not broke.

Anyhoo... The Pony left Saturday morning, eschewing the breakfast buffet. He ordered off the menu anyway on Friday. It took 30 minutes to get his French toast. He should have known better. Last time it also took an eon to get his chocolate chip pancakes. He might have snacked on some boxed Famous Amos cookies in the car during the drive. Or not. Because he stopped for lunch at McDonald's a half hour from home.

Sunday morning, I sent him a text to call Hick for Father's Day. In typical Pony fashion, he'd brought a card along on the trip, and forgot to give it to Hick before leaving. I didn't want him to forget a phone call as well. Hick had already heard from Genius, The Veteran, HOS, and his former stepson he raised until the age of 11.

Anyhoo... The Pony sent me a picture.


"Something weird happened. The shades in my living room were fully open when I went to bed. Now a patch of five of them are closed, and the rest are open."

"The entity missed you. Welcome home!"

Huh. The only time I've noticed our shades do that is when somebody walks by and bumps them. Or touches them while peering out. I've given up trying to explain some of the happenings here and there, using the official laws of physics.

Funny how none of this stuff happens at Genius's apartment.

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  1. There is a simple explanation for that phenomenon...Ummm...there must be.

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    1. Yeah. We can hope he's got a giant rat running around his apartment!

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  2. Perhaps The Pony dreamwalks, dreams he's a private eye, looks out the window at a "suspect" dreamwalks back to his "office" (bed) and forgets the whole thing on waking. My brother sleepwalked once and woke up sitting in the kitchen sink, he was 15 at the time.

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    1. That's possible, though I've never seen The Pony do anything like that. I used to wake up Genius for school, and while he LOOKED awake, he said the most nonsensical things to show that he wasn't really awake. I was having a normal conversation with him sitting on the side of the bed, and he said, "Okay. But how are we going to pay the dogs?"

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  3. It is nice that all of Hicks kids acknowledge him. Shows that he was a great dad.

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    1. Hick has always been good with kids. Of course they butted heads with him through adolescence, but everyone survived.

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  4. can you say, POLTERGEIST? Your boy also has magnetic personality.

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    1. Maybe he's just clumsy and forgetful...

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    2. I'm with Linda on the Poltergeist …..

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    3. OMG, he texted me last night with another incident. I might be coming up in the future, so I won't reveal it here. It involved a hair brush.

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