I read about this on a blog that I like to read. modesty.blogspot.com
The idea is to sum up your life in 6 words. It took me a LOT of thought, but this is what I came up with.
Insatiable dreamer discontent with contentment. Alas.
Now that I've actually put it in words, I'm realizing it's pretty spot on. It's the story of my life.
I'm going to vote today. I'm ready for this election to be over with.
I've also finally chosen a title for the book I've been writing (that I'm nowhere near done with). It will be called "Driscoll."
Tuesday, November 4, 2008
Sunday, November 2, 2008
PS
Today was also one of my favorite days of the year. Daylight savings time, fall edition. I LOVE the extra hour.
I finished another book. You should read it.
"A Crime so Monstrous" by Ben Skinner. Heartbreaking to say the least, life changing if you let it sink in.
I also ran into the band "Lydia" at a gas station in Hershey, Nebraska today. I talked with their guitarist a bit. He talked to me like I was a fan boy but that's alright. I probably would have done the same if someone struck up a conversation with me at a gas station by asking what band I'm in..
I finished another book. You should read it.
"A Crime so Monstrous" by Ben Skinner. Heartbreaking to say the least, life changing if you let it sink in.
I also ran into the band "Lydia" at a gas station in Hershey, Nebraska today. I talked with their guitarist a bit. He talked to me like I was a fan boy but that's alright. I probably would have done the same if someone struck up a conversation with me at a gas station by asking what band I'm in..
A Good Weekend
The guitar I've always wanted and now I have it. I rule.
A 1980 Gibson Les Paul Custom Silverburst. Let's just say someone made me an offer I couldn't refuse. Now I'm faced with a tough decision. Do I sell my absolute favorite high dollar Larrivee acoustic guitar that I don't play that often to pay for it, or do I unload 3 of my other guitars I play a lot but that are just so-so? It's a tough call. If I sell the 3, that leaves me with only 1 stage guitar. If I sell the Larrivee I'm selling a part of my soul....
Beyond that, I spent the weekend in Colorado and realized that I really want to live there someday. It's just a different world than Nebraska. I love the mountains and I love the way of life. There seems to be a lot more activity everywhere you look. Everyone is riding bikes and there are trails everywhere, and most people even like dogs. Mindy and I sat outside at Starbucks with Henry and didn't feel like a nuisance for once. In fact, there were at least 3 other dogs there the whole time. I've been to Colorado many times before, but it took this weekend to finally make me realize that I truly want to end up there someday.
This weekend also solidified that another one of my favorite places to be is Goodwill. Mindy and I stopped at one on a whim and after another failed attempt to find me some cowboy boots, I retreated to my favorite section of the store. The books. 99 cents for paperback, $1.99 for hard cover. I had a pretty amazing find to tell you the truth. I found what I believe is a First Edition Hardcover Copy of "You Shall Know Our Velocity" and it's actually signed by Dave Eggers, the author. I was pretty excited.
A 1980 Gibson Les Paul Custom Silverburst. Let's just say someone made me an offer I couldn't refuse. Now I'm faced with a tough decision. Do I sell my absolute favorite high dollar Larrivee acoustic guitar that I don't play that often to pay for it, or do I unload 3 of my other guitars I play a lot but that are just so-so? It's a tough call. If I sell the 3, that leaves me with only 1 stage guitar. If I sell the Larrivee I'm selling a part of my soul....
Beyond that, I spent the weekend in Colorado and realized that I really want to live there someday. It's just a different world than Nebraska. I love the mountains and I love the way of life. There seems to be a lot more activity everywhere you look. Everyone is riding bikes and there are trails everywhere, and most people even like dogs. Mindy and I sat outside at Starbucks with Henry and didn't feel like a nuisance for once. In fact, there were at least 3 other dogs there the whole time. I've been to Colorado many times before, but it took this weekend to finally make me realize that I truly want to end up there someday.
This weekend also solidified that another one of my favorite places to be is Goodwill. Mindy and I stopped at one on a whim and after another failed attempt to find me some cowboy boots, I retreated to my favorite section of the store. The books. 99 cents for paperback, $1.99 for hard cover. I had a pretty amazing find to tell you the truth. I found what I believe is a First Edition Hardcover Copy of "You Shall Know Our Velocity" and it's actually signed by Dave Eggers, the author. I was pretty excited.
Monday, October 13, 2008
Books and Human Trafficking
Well I finally finished the Narnia books which put me at my goal of reading 15 books for the year. Since then I've had a pretty veracious appetite for other reading and have finished 3 other books.
Buffett: The Making of an American Capitalist - Roger Lowenstein
A biography on the life of Warren Buffet up until about 1995.
Rich Dad, Poor Dad - Robert T. Kiyosaki
Good book on personal finances.
The Tao of Warren Buffett - Mary Buffett and David Clark
Lots of Warren Buffett quotes. Very insightful.
I'm working on finishing another book in the Rich Dad series called "Loopholes of the Rich," it's about how the rich legally work the system to pay less taxes. Tomorrow, I'm going to be checking out a book called "The Snowball: Warren Buffett and the Business of Life." I've been on a Buffet kick as of late. I figure there might be a lot I could learn from one of the richest men in the world, though I think "The Snowball" is the last book on him I'll be reading for a while. I'm also going to be picking up a couple books on the topic of human trafficking. This is a subject I'm very passionate about. If you have a chance, you should check out the following website to gain a little perspective.
www.callandresponse.com
Buffett: The Making of an American Capitalist - Roger Lowenstein
A biography on the life of Warren Buffet up until about 1995.
Rich Dad, Poor Dad - Robert T. Kiyosaki
Good book on personal finances.
The Tao of Warren Buffett - Mary Buffett and David Clark
Lots of Warren Buffett quotes. Very insightful.
I'm working on finishing another book in the Rich Dad series called "Loopholes of the Rich," it's about how the rich legally work the system to pay less taxes. Tomorrow, I'm going to be checking out a book called "The Snowball: Warren Buffett and the Business of Life." I've been on a Buffet kick as of late. I figure there might be a lot I could learn from one of the richest men in the world, though I think "The Snowball" is the last book on him I'll be reading for a while. I'm also going to be picking up a couple books on the topic of human trafficking. This is a subject I'm very passionate about. If you have a chance, you should check out the following website to gain a little perspective.
www.callandresponse.com
Thursday, October 2, 2008
The Future?
Here's an interesting article I read today. Can't say I agree with it 100%, but it does seem to highlight some of the fears I have about the future.
NEW YORK (CNN) -- Dear America:
Happy 300th Birthday!
It's 2076 and we've just invented the time-fax machine. (Actually, "we" didn't invent the time-fax machine, the State did -- they pretty much control everything now.)
I'm faxing this back to you in 2008 because that seems to be the year we had the best chance to reverse our course and get back to the vision laid out by our founding fathers -- a vision that didn't include the government being in the insurance business.
I don't have a lot of time (the State only gives us one 30-minute break per day) so let me give you some advice: Stop worrying so much about who runs the country and start worrying about who runs your towns, your states, and your Congress.
I know you're all distracted by the presidential election, but for all the money and time poured into it, the truth is that you're choosing between two roads that will lead you to the same destination. Sure, one may be the Autobahn and the other a two-lane highway, but you'll end up at the same place either way.
Decades of Republicans and Democrats alike have all chipped in to lead you to where you are today. Believing that one person, from either party, can change that by themselves is a big mistake.
Presidents are like captains of a large ship: They can map out a course and shout out orders, but without the trust and hard work of the people who actually move the rudders, their commands mean nothing.
In retrospect, the lack of trust and confidence you now have in your leaders was really the root cause of everything that's happened since. While our founding fathers designed a brilliant system of checks and balances, separation of powers and democratic elections, trust was the one thing they couldn't mandate in the Constitution.
Unfortunately, it's also the foundation upon which everything else is built and once it began to erode, our whole house inevitably began to crumble.
Looking back now, it's pretty obvious that our trust in government declined at about the same rate as our partisanship increased. People became so concerned about getting their party into power at any cost that the truth didn't even seem to matter anymore.
That's probably one of the reasons why George Washington hated the idea of political parties so much. Here's what he said about them in his 1796 farewell speech:
"The alternate domination of one faction over another, sharpened by the spirit of revenge, natural to party dissension, which in different ages and countries has perpetrated the most horrid enormities, is itself a frightful despotism. But this leads at length to a more formal and permanent despotism. The disorders and miseries which result gradually incline the minds of men to seek security and repose in the absolute power of an individual; and sooner or later the chief of some prevailing faction, more able or more fortunate than his competitors, turns this disposition to the purposes of his own elevation, on the ruins of public liberty."
I know that George had a habit for using big words, so allow me to translate into 2008 English: Political parties that put their own success over that of the country's will be the death of America.
If you don't believe him yet, just wait a few more years...you're about to see firsthand how right he was. After all, if power corrupts, then the kind of absolute power gained by political parties (and feared by Washington) corrupts absolutely.
The best advice I can give you is to stop thinking in terms of left and right and start thinking in terms of right and wrong. Demand the best leaders possible, and then demand the best out of them.
Believe me, when you see what's coming your way, you'll realize how little the donkey and the elephant really ever mattered. Oh and while we're on politics, one quick thing that I'm sure you're curious about: Yes, Robert Byrd is still in the Senate. He's 159, but doesn't look a day over 91.
Now, let's talk about the economy. Let me see if I have this right: Money and power made people greedy, so you decided to hand over a bunch of money and power to greedy politicians instead. Smart! After using that money to nationalize a bunch of banks, mortgage companies and insurance companies, they moved on to bigger things.
The airlines came first -- we just couldn't live without them. Then it was the automakers (Detroit would've died), health care (they said they could manage it better), and eventually, the oil companies (I'm not sure where all of those "windfall profits" have gone).
The idea behind it all (an idea that was eventually turned into law with the passage of the Securities Exchange Act of 2011) was to "socialize losses" by spreading them out among all taxpayers. The pain, our leaders argued, would be minimal that way.
They were right. At least until the bills came due. See, we didn't actually have any of the money we were promising everyone; we were borrowing it.
It didn't take long before so many of our tax dollars were going toward interest payments that we couldn't fund even the most basic of government programs without massive tax increases on everyone. People now work most of the year just to pay Uncle Sam (or, as we now call him, "Comrade Sam").
I hear the State censors coming, so let me leave you with a few other quick things:
• Good call on not worrying about protecting our borders. That works out really well for you in 2019.
• You might want to spend a little less time worrying about carbon and a little more time worrying about Iran. We're now in a new mini-Ice Age but, believe me, Iran isn't using their nukes to warm any homes. (PS The International Atomic Energy Agency just revealed to you that Iran appears to be refitting their long-range missiles to carry nuclear payloads. Did you think they were joking or were you just too busy with lipsticks and pigs to notice?)
• The currency of the future is energy. Those who have it are thriving and those who don't -- well, let's just leave it at that. Drill for all the oil you can, but you also better start seriously looking for some other options.
In closing, remember this golden rule and you should be fine: Your Constitution will never fail you, but your leaders will. Be wary of anyone who tries to convince you that it's the other way around.
Best wishes (you're going to need them),
Worker 2744A
PS It's not all socialist doom and gloom here in the future. We just thawed Ted Williams' cryogenically frozen body and he hit 87 home runs for the North Team!
NEW YORK (CNN) -- Dear America:
Happy 300th Birthday!
It's 2076 and we've just invented the time-fax machine. (Actually, "we" didn't invent the time-fax machine, the State did -- they pretty much control everything now.)
I'm faxing this back to you in 2008 because that seems to be the year we had the best chance to reverse our course and get back to the vision laid out by our founding fathers -- a vision that didn't include the government being in the insurance business.
I don't have a lot of time (the State only gives us one 30-minute break per day) so let me give you some advice: Stop worrying so much about who runs the country and start worrying about who runs your towns, your states, and your Congress.
I know you're all distracted by the presidential election, but for all the money and time poured into it, the truth is that you're choosing between two roads that will lead you to the same destination. Sure, one may be the Autobahn and the other a two-lane highway, but you'll end up at the same place either way.
Decades of Republicans and Democrats alike have all chipped in to lead you to where you are today. Believing that one person, from either party, can change that by themselves is a big mistake.
Presidents are like captains of a large ship: They can map out a course and shout out orders, but without the trust and hard work of the people who actually move the rudders, their commands mean nothing.
In retrospect, the lack of trust and confidence you now have in your leaders was really the root cause of everything that's happened since. While our founding fathers designed a brilliant system of checks and balances, separation of powers and democratic elections, trust was the one thing they couldn't mandate in the Constitution.
Unfortunately, it's also the foundation upon which everything else is built and once it began to erode, our whole house inevitably began to crumble.
Looking back now, it's pretty obvious that our trust in government declined at about the same rate as our partisanship increased. People became so concerned about getting their party into power at any cost that the truth didn't even seem to matter anymore.
That's probably one of the reasons why George Washington hated the idea of political parties so much. Here's what he said about them in his 1796 farewell speech:
"The alternate domination of one faction over another, sharpened by the spirit of revenge, natural to party dissension, which in different ages and countries has perpetrated the most horrid enormities, is itself a frightful despotism. But this leads at length to a more formal and permanent despotism. The disorders and miseries which result gradually incline the minds of men to seek security and repose in the absolute power of an individual; and sooner or later the chief of some prevailing faction, more able or more fortunate than his competitors, turns this disposition to the purposes of his own elevation, on the ruins of public liberty."
I know that George had a habit for using big words, so allow me to translate into 2008 English: Political parties that put their own success over that of the country's will be the death of America.
If you don't believe him yet, just wait a few more years...you're about to see firsthand how right he was. After all, if power corrupts, then the kind of absolute power gained by political parties (and feared by Washington) corrupts absolutely.
The best advice I can give you is to stop thinking in terms of left and right and start thinking in terms of right and wrong. Demand the best leaders possible, and then demand the best out of them.
Believe me, when you see what's coming your way, you'll realize how little the donkey and the elephant really ever mattered. Oh and while we're on politics, one quick thing that I'm sure you're curious about: Yes, Robert Byrd is still in the Senate. He's 159, but doesn't look a day over 91.
Now, let's talk about the economy. Let me see if I have this right: Money and power made people greedy, so you decided to hand over a bunch of money and power to greedy politicians instead. Smart! After using that money to nationalize a bunch of banks, mortgage companies and insurance companies, they moved on to bigger things.
The airlines came first -- we just couldn't live without them. Then it was the automakers (Detroit would've died), health care (they said they could manage it better), and eventually, the oil companies (I'm not sure where all of those "windfall profits" have gone).
The idea behind it all (an idea that was eventually turned into law with the passage of the Securities Exchange Act of 2011) was to "socialize losses" by spreading them out among all taxpayers. The pain, our leaders argued, would be minimal that way.
They were right. At least until the bills came due. See, we didn't actually have any of the money we were promising everyone; we were borrowing it.
It didn't take long before so many of our tax dollars were going toward interest payments that we couldn't fund even the most basic of government programs without massive tax increases on everyone. People now work most of the year just to pay Uncle Sam (or, as we now call him, "Comrade Sam").
I hear the State censors coming, so let me leave you with a few other quick things:
• Good call on not worrying about protecting our borders. That works out really well for you in 2019.
• You might want to spend a little less time worrying about carbon and a little more time worrying about Iran. We're now in a new mini-Ice Age but, believe me, Iran isn't using their nukes to warm any homes. (PS The International Atomic Energy Agency just revealed to you that Iran appears to be refitting their long-range missiles to carry nuclear payloads. Did you think they were joking or were you just too busy with lipsticks and pigs to notice?)
• The currency of the future is energy. Those who have it are thriving and those who don't -- well, let's just leave it at that. Drill for all the oil you can, but you also better start seriously looking for some other options.
In closing, remember this golden rule and you should be fine: Your Constitution will never fail you, but your leaders will. Be wary of anyone who tries to convince you that it's the other way around.
Best wishes (you're going to need them),
Worker 2744A
PS It's not all socialist doom and gloom here in the future. We just thawed Ted Williams' cryogenically frozen body and he hit 87 home runs for the North Team!
Wednesday, September 3, 2008
14 down, one more to go...
That last 2 months or so I've taken a break from reading. The first tour, starting in June, was pretty good for reading. I would wake up in the morning, play the first set, and then read in the shade for an hour or 2. The Locked and Loaded tour on the other hand was not good for reading. When we were in the van, there were 12 of us in the van, and when we weren't in the van we were either setting up or listening to loud bands all day long.
The break has done me well though, and since I've been home, I've finished up 2 more of the Narnia books. That puts me at 14 books for the year and I'll be finishing "The Last Battle" hopefully this week which will put me at my goal of 15 books. This doesn't mean I'm going to stop for the year.
Next year the goal will be 24 books. 2 a month. I'm confident I can accomplish this.
One thing I have noticed while reading the Narnia books though, is that CS Lewis has an amazing way of detailing food. So much so that I often times put down the to make a huge meal for myself. This morning after reading only a chapter of "The Silver Chair" I found myself making and then eating a breakfast of pancakes, bacon, scrambled eggs, coffee, orange juice and milk. It really was amazing.
Just to give you a taste, I'm going to type out one small passage from "The Silver Chair" where it is explained how a Centuar eats breakfast.
"Why Son of Adam, don't you understand? A Centaur has a man-stomach and a horse-stomach. And of course both want breakfast. So first of all he has porridge and pavanders and kidneys and bacon and omelette and cold ham and toast and marmalade and coffee and a beer. And after the he attends to the horse part of himself by grazing for an hour or so and finishing up with a hot mash, some oats, and a bag of sugar. That's why it's such a serious thing to ask a Centaur to stay for the weekend. A very serious thing indeed." CS Lewis "The Silver Chair"
I don't know about you, but even reading about the horse breakfast makes me hungry, and I'm already full.
I would guess that Mr. Lewis had quite an appetite back in the day as there are descriptions like this all throughout the book.
The break has done me well though, and since I've been home, I've finished up 2 more of the Narnia books. That puts me at 14 books for the year and I'll be finishing "The Last Battle" hopefully this week which will put me at my goal of 15 books. This doesn't mean I'm going to stop for the year.
Next year the goal will be 24 books. 2 a month. I'm confident I can accomplish this.
One thing I have noticed while reading the Narnia books though, is that CS Lewis has an amazing way of detailing food. So much so that I often times put down the to make a huge meal for myself. This morning after reading only a chapter of "The Silver Chair" I found myself making and then eating a breakfast of pancakes, bacon, scrambled eggs, coffee, orange juice and milk. It really was amazing.
Just to give you a taste, I'm going to type out one small passage from "The Silver Chair" where it is explained how a Centuar eats breakfast.
"Why Son of Adam, don't you understand? A Centaur has a man-stomach and a horse-stomach. And of course both want breakfast. So first of all he has porridge and pavanders and kidneys and bacon and omelette and cold ham and toast and marmalade and coffee and a beer. And after the he attends to the horse part of himself by grazing for an hour or so and finishing up with a hot mash, some oats, and a bag of sugar. That's why it's such a serious thing to ask a Centaur to stay for the weekend. A very serious thing indeed." CS Lewis "The Silver Chair"
I don't know about you, but even reading about the horse breakfast makes me hungry, and I'm already full.
I would guess that Mr. Lewis had quite an appetite back in the day as there are descriptions like this all throughout the book.
Sunday, August 31, 2008
Day of the Squirrels...
Ever since I was in 6th grade and we went to my friends house in small town Nebraska to play with their pet squirrel, I've wanted one for myself. Even before that, some of my earliest memories were of my grandpa taming black squirrels in his back yard so that they would take walnuts from his hand.
Yesterday I was given the opportunity to tell a squirrel story of my own.
It started simple enough, I was letting the dogs out, and like normal I was sitting and watching them from a concrete step in my backyard. I wasn't paying much attention until I noticed they were both looking intently at something on the tree, and that something, just out of the reach of their nose was a baby squirrel. I really wanted to capture the moment so I grabbed my camera phone and tried to snap a picture. The dogs were to excited so nothing came out, but I decided to take a closer look anyway. Upon further investigation I noticed that the poor baby had a bloody nose and was very wobbly on the side of the tree. As soon as I noticed this he stumbled forward into the reach of the dogs, and Ringo, my puppy, had the squirrel in his mouth on a second. I yelled "Drop it" as loud as I could and rushed over to stop him. He dropped it on command but went after it again. I grabbed his collar and pulled him off and the squirrel made its way up the tree again, half in a daze. Just to make sure the baby was ok I stuck my head up the tree and gave a look. He was huddled at the fork of two branches and looked kinda beat up. Since I'm stupidly fearless around animals, I slowly lifted my hand up near the little guy, and to my surprise he climbed right in my hand. I slowly lowered the both of us out of the tree and had Mindy put the dog away.
Since I wasn't sure how hurt he was, I decided I should keep an eye on him, so I brought out my 25 gallon aquarium and put him in with a little dish of water and some almonds. He wasn't interested at first so I decided to leave him alone for a bit. I went upstairs and had dinner and came back down a little later. He still hadn't touched anything so I decided there wasn't anything else I could do but let him go. I tipped the aquarium and he crawled out, but instead of scampering away, he started hopping towards me. I took a step back and he hopped towards me again. Another step back, another hop towards me. Finally I sat down on the ground to see how it all played out, and Mr. Squirrel decided to climb in my lap. I cradled him there for a little while and took some pictures with him. Finally, since he seemed to be feeling better, I decided it was time to set him free. I picked him up and started heading over to the tree again but as I did, another baby squirrel came crawling across the neighbor's yard to the same tree I was headed to. As he climbed up he chattered at me a little bit but wasn't afraid as I came closer. Since the baby I had in my hand wasn't interested in getting on the tree again, I thought maybe his little brother would help. I held him up and they nuzzled each other. I was even able to pet the brother and the thing almost fell asleep on the side of the tree. Finally after knowing I was getting too attached, I set the baby on the tree and he started to climb again. They nuzzled each other again and I considered my work to be done. I walked away and went back into the house.
10 minutes later I decided to check on them again, this time from my deck. When I walked out, one of the little guys was clear up above my eye level, but when he saw me, he started down the tree again. When he got to the bottom he started squeaking really loud and then scampered towards my house. He was squeaking and squeaking and actually trying to climb the side of my house, then he decided to sit on the stoop of my basement door.
I went downstairs once again and opened the door, and there was the little brother squirrel sitting and looking at me. I gently picked him up and took him back over to the tree and let him go again. He looked at me once more and then went up the tree again.
I saw them playing later that night. When I went outside again, the brother was in the neighbor's yard again, and squeaked when he saw me, but chose not to come say hi again. I'm hoping maybe I've made some friends that will come back and visit me. If not though, at least I had the experience.
Yesterday I was given the opportunity to tell a squirrel story of my own.
It started simple enough, I was letting the dogs out, and like normal I was sitting and watching them from a concrete step in my backyard. I wasn't paying much attention until I noticed they were both looking intently at something on the tree, and that something, just out of the reach of their nose was a baby squirrel. I really wanted to capture the moment so I grabbed my camera phone and tried to snap a picture. The dogs were to excited so nothing came out, but I decided to take a closer look anyway. Upon further investigation I noticed that the poor baby had a bloody nose and was very wobbly on the side of the tree. As soon as I noticed this he stumbled forward into the reach of the dogs, and Ringo, my puppy, had the squirrel in his mouth on a second. I yelled "Drop it" as loud as I could and rushed over to stop him. He dropped it on command but went after it again. I grabbed his collar and pulled him off and the squirrel made its way up the tree again, half in a daze. Just to make sure the baby was ok I stuck my head up the tree and gave a look. He was huddled at the fork of two branches and looked kinda beat up. Since I'm stupidly fearless around animals, I slowly lifted my hand up near the little guy, and to my surprise he climbed right in my hand. I slowly lowered the both of us out of the tree and had Mindy put the dog away.
Since I wasn't sure how hurt he was, I decided I should keep an eye on him, so I brought out my 25 gallon aquarium and put him in with a little dish of water and some almonds. He wasn't interested at first so I decided to leave him alone for a bit. I went upstairs and had dinner and came back down a little later. He still hadn't touched anything so I decided there wasn't anything else I could do but let him go. I tipped the aquarium and he crawled out, but instead of scampering away, he started hopping towards me. I took a step back and he hopped towards me again. Another step back, another hop towards me. Finally I sat down on the ground to see how it all played out, and Mr. Squirrel decided to climb in my lap. I cradled him there for a little while and took some pictures with him. Finally, since he seemed to be feeling better, I decided it was time to set him free. I picked him up and started heading over to the tree again but as I did, another baby squirrel came crawling across the neighbor's yard to the same tree I was headed to. As he climbed up he chattered at me a little bit but wasn't afraid as I came closer. Since the baby I had in my hand wasn't interested in getting on the tree again, I thought maybe his little brother would help. I held him up and they nuzzled each other. I was even able to pet the brother and the thing almost fell asleep on the side of the tree. Finally after knowing I was getting too attached, I set the baby on the tree and he started to climb again. They nuzzled each other again and I considered my work to be done. I walked away and went back into the house.
10 minutes later I decided to check on them again, this time from my deck. When I walked out, one of the little guys was clear up above my eye level, but when he saw me, he started down the tree again. When he got to the bottom he started squeaking really loud and then scampered towards my house. He was squeaking and squeaking and actually trying to climb the side of my house, then he decided to sit on the stoop of my basement door.
I went downstairs once again and opened the door, and there was the little brother squirrel sitting and looking at me. I gently picked him up and took him back over to the tree and let him go again. He looked at me once more and then went up the tree again.
I saw them playing later that night. When I went outside again, the brother was in the neighbor's yard again, and squeaked when he saw me, but chose not to come say hi again. I'm hoping maybe I've made some friends that will come back and visit me. If not though, at least I had the experience.
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