On the news this morning, I heard about this crazy law about bears and it got me thinking about how we deal with the bears in our life… animals and humans and even those days that are bears or trials that can be a bear. You know what I'm talkin' 'bout. I've often said, "Man! That's a bear of a job or that yard work is gonna be a bear after weeks of no mowing. PIMP LOL...you get it. Anyway, back to the news. The story went something like this: A bear was climbing over the fence and eating the bird seed in the feeder and anything else. To make a short story shorter…here’s the end of the story: in our neighborhood, I guess it’s against the law to shoot a bear in your own backyard “until” he is attacking you. Wrong preposition…I think they meant ‘before” he is attacking you. Right? If he is attacking me, let’s see…I’m dead? Grin and bear it? NO. And I love bears…at a distance or on TV or all fluffy and stuffy lying around my daughter’s bedroom or the house. But, alive and in my back yard? Nutha story! My definition of “until” is different for bears… Speaking of prepositions, I learned about those from a most wonderful teacher in Come get fed at my blog. I serve up humor and hope b'logna on a fancy paper plate of authentic.
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Thursday, January 20, 2011
Bears And Prepositions And Mouse Cheese
On the news this morning, I heard about this crazy law about bears and it got me thinking about how we deal with the bears in our life… animals and humans and even those days that are bears or trials that can be a bear. You know what I'm talkin' 'bout. I've often said, "Man! That's a bear of a job or that yard work is gonna be a bear after weeks of no mowing. PIMP LOL...you get it. Anyway, back to the news. The story went something like this: A bear was climbing over the fence and eating the bird seed in the feeder and anything else. To make a short story shorter…here’s the end of the story: in our neighborhood, I guess it’s against the law to shoot a bear in your own backyard “until” he is attacking you. Wrong preposition…I think they meant ‘before” he is attacking you. Right? If he is attacking me, let’s see…I’m dead? Grin and bear it? NO. And I love bears…at a distance or on TV or all fluffy and stuffy lying around my daughter’s bedroom or the house. But, alive and in my back yard? Nutha story! My definition of “until” is different for bears… Speaking of prepositions, I learned about those from a most wonderful teacher in
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