A lot of neat stuff happened over the past few days.
As always, every weekend, I go either working or hunting at a friends place. We went hunting this time, with another buddy from Louisville. I didn't see any deer, but on the first night, a bobcat walked underneath my treestand, and sat beside my stand hunting for over ten minutes. It wasn't in season, but even if it was, I probably would not have shot it. It was just really fun to watch, and it was a beautiful wild cat.
That night, one of my friends shot a coyote, and he wanted to save it for later so he could get the pelt. I volunteered to take the body in the dark, to a building a quarter mile away with a freezer in it to keep it safe. I only had one really cruddy flashlight (you know, like in the horror movies?), and I walked the whole way in the dark. When I got there, I went turn turn on the outside lights on the buildings, and they came on. I tried plugging the freezer in, but couldn't see what I was doing, so I went to the Electric Panel to flip a switch to make the lights work. Instead, I got electrocuted to the point where I actually shorted out the outdoor lighting. After crying for several moments, I got the freezer to work, and did my duty.
The next day, I made fool of myself (or a good case, depending on your outlook) in front of my buddy and a local girl I really like. She works at a local shop, and when we stopped in, I almost ran her over coming around a corner in one of the aisles. My brain short circuited (ha ha, electrical joke), and I just stood there like an idiot, my eyes wide open and apparently (so I'm told) a really dumb ass look on my face. I did nothing, I completely froze. When we left, my friend looked at me, and proceeded to tell me everything I did wrong, and I just slumped down in the seat and moaned. Later that day, (when I was hunting) he stopped in that shop again, and explained how extremely shy I am, told her that I thought she was very pretty, and asked her to just ry and say Hi, because "Lord knows, that boys would choke to death trying to do it himself". She said yes, "she'd be happy to", and she even knew who I was without my friend giving a description. and when he told me about it, I didn't know whether to kill him or hug him.
Her name is Rose by the way.
I never slept good that night. I was a nervous wreck for no reason, so I just never went to sleep. The next day, I slept through my entire hunt, and only woke up because I got cold. It was already dark out. I didn't even really know where I was. Talk about scared to death! I was supposed to cook dinner too! So without a flashlight in the dark, I walked back to the house two miles away, and somehow cooked dinner too before the others got back.
In other news, I arrived back home today to find a package delivered: a relic German helmet with bullet holes in it, found in a barn near Anzio Italy. It's worth every bit of the $70 I paid for it. It's even got bits of a rare sand colored camo left on it, an added bonus. Pictures to come later.
And in a few hours, I will be paid $100 to crawl into a crawlspace to plug in something deep underground.
Yay electricity.