posted @ 20:51...

Holy Crap... it's been a long time since I've posted anything on here.

Today's Thanksgiving. I'm thankful for a lot of things, including the fact that I still have an internet connection (and this web space) even though the ISP bill has not been paid. There hasn't been any money in the account for a while, and Ev1.net keeps trying to charge the 10 bucks to the debit card every so often. So keep in mind, if you get an error message next time you visit my blog, you'll know what happened. Livin' life on the edge... Wheee! I got a NetZero account today, so just in case ev1 cancels my account altogether, I've still got 10 free hours per month with which to surf to my heart's content. I doubt I even spend a total of 10 hours a month online anyway.

Here's something weird: About a week ago, my wife and I were both awakened at about 5:30 am by a distinct morse code sound coming from one side of the bedroom. Beep beep, beeeep, beep, and so on. It's been a long time since I took a class in morse code. All I remember is that 'C' sounds like "Coca-Cola," and that 'A' sounds like "Ta-da!" I know there were distinct A's and C's somewhere in there, but I couldn't figure out what any of the rest of it was. I know it wasn't a dream, because we both heard it... It only lasted for a few seconds, and it was loud enough to wake us both up.

After that event, all sorts of things started running through my mind... Are we under surveillance? Is there some awesome Christmas present hidden somewhere that the wife isn't telling me about? Was it simply a noise from a car outside? Is my head turning into a scanner? Are we simultaneously going insane? Am I sounding too much like Carrie Bradshaw with all these questions?