OT I've got a shop, comes with snakes and black widows.
I haven't been flying much this summer, wrecked a few..... Anyway, I'vebeen busy, bought a house, got married, moving two households. BUT, I've got a shop. I had been building in my son's room of our two bdrm apt, he slept in my room. We bought a 5 bdrm house on 7 acres(2 miles north of Hamilton TX) with a shop, woo hoo! Thurs night my son's out at the shop where I had parked looking for something, I go to join him and see a snake. It comes at me, does a 180 goes for him, then ducks against the slab of the shop. Kinda reddish snake with bands. Copperhead, not good. It's dark, .410 and .22 and or shells for each are packed somewhere. They'll turn up after I buy new ones. So I got in the garage, not really looking for the gun, we've lost a trombone too.(whole 'nuther story) As my new wife pops her head in the garage( it' not a garage it's a game room she says) my son says" was it poisonous?" I whisper "shut up" louder he says ":was it poisonous?" My wife says " did you see a snake!!!" "yes dear(I got that down). After she finds out it was a copperhead and I didn't kill it she freaks, finds the .22 like magic and is going out there, shell or not. So I grab my new 8 iron. I wrestle the flashlight away from her and meet my son out there who had set my car alarm off looking for .22 shells. He's stomping around the grass with a half of a fishing pole. I ask him as if he's my caddy if my club is right for this shot, she hears and freaks again"YOU BETTER TAKE THIS MORE SERIOUSLY" she really wants the snake dead. Chris finds the snake up against the concrete slab of the shop, takes a few pops at it, I think it was laughing at him. I take my 8 iron, and bam, now there a big ding in my new club from the concrete! I'm so pissed that I kill the snake. I catch hell the rest of the night, most of the next day for being a "city boy" and not killing the snake right away. I guess I read National Geographic too much. Sat. Morning she sees foxes and calls me, as she's telling me I ask, " do we kill foxes?" She said no, they're cute.
I haven't been flying much this summer, wrecked a few..... Anyway, I've