Here is what the raccoons say on their way over to here at around 2 am, it is a small herd, they own the night, and they come when they want to and do what they want to while they are here.
"You guys think he left the bucket out again? George knows how to open it, everyone eats...." The troop advances on the stairs, scouts are out, all clear, where is it... ??
George says "Alright, fan out, you guys get the bowl first I'm gonna go look around,, hey hey hey...look at this, Ellie May already found it...good girl..now... go ahead...rip the lid off and fling it at a window on the car down there, you toss it like a frisbee, ..that's it..or...throw it under the old hot tub in the back...yeah,,,make it hard to find and reacquire... let us eat.. if he comes out, he's sneaky and not very fast and he smells, just throw shit at him and yell, he will go away...never mind the dog.... we can kill and eat him too if we have to, fuckin' loudmouth,..... look, he wears a collar....chump ass mutt....."
"Alright, everyone calm down, we got ten pounds to put away here, plenty for all, Joe and Larry...go down and see if you can get in somewhere, inside of anywhere and throw some shit around, they got a refrigerator down there, I don't know,, those are tough...see what you can do, no no no..don't worry about him, he won't do anything, he got out some old hot dogs and an old hunk of carnitas last week, see what he's got tonight, smile at the dumbass....get the kids up to look cute, he'll get her up to see them and then she will make him give us ice cream....""
A big white and dirty plastic jug including the top and bottom, which I do, big, six-sided, heavy-duty plastic, uv proof, holds a ten-pound sack and a little more of dry pet food. It was never opened by a creature other than us humans.
The lid is flat and screws into the top of the container, six threads, and then gets tight by a little extra squeeze, no creature is able to or can open it, not one ever has, until now. These guys got right in, if you hide it out there, they just go get it, they even hid the lid once, what are these things?
The raccoons of normal are supposedly digging for worms and grubs. Not these town herds, they have special access, they travel in SF by sewer and storm drains, fences and they use the BART tunnel when they go across the bay for something.....they can squeeze right through the opening of the curb and street grate catch basins, you know, a hole in the curb where the water goes down.....I seen them do it...
I got Townes Van Zandt going, an old live album, gotta pick it up, I need juice in order to cover for my affinity, age, and attitude...
"Rockabilly rules are all ok is all it is to me, good dancin' music,"
" I was 8 years old first time I saw Elvis and I tried to get me a haircut like him,I wanted a leather jacket, I wanted to go see West Side Story."
It is, it's the Blasters back for another slow morning toe moving, slidin' across the kitchen floor to the Boogey Woogey, I am hurt, dove off the ladder a couple of days ago, bones I landed on are pissed off, let me tell you....Too bad for me and my bones, I'm leaving them on. They got Lee Allen on here and Steve Berlin, from Los Lobos,
We're shakin' and we got the fever and we been run through the mill and we are jittery so I'm nervous and I'm shakin' shakin' shakin'
we gotta stop the clock baby i wanna spend more time with you
ouch ouch ouch..Fats Domino and Chuck Berry were the inspiration for some of the Sun Records Era, way before the Alvin Brotherrs time in the lights and on the radio I guess, they got Carl Perkins up there and Willie Dixon, the guy who wrote' Spoonful' and played bass for everyone...at Chess Records in Chicago, the Chess Brothers were trying to get some bread for these guys who did not know shit about business, were black dudes and had to deal with all that shit, most came up from the south, Muddy Waters was from Mississippi, Stoval's Farm... sharecropping or employed by the old man, nailing wires to the side of the house, stringing wires from them to try to make a guitar.............
Maybe that was Jack White......too, maybe? Trying it out?
I gotta go.
I'll look it up though. I should know. I don't know why I should, but I should.
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