Wednesday, June 11, 2014

Sink Hole Sabbatical

Driving through the bank and coming face-to-face with something suspiciously resembling a sinkhole felt like a set-up.  I have an unholy fear of sinkholes.  When one appeared last year a few blocks from where I live, my husband had to spend weeks coaxing me out of the house with promises of clearance shoes and cake.  So when I spied this bad-boy, I thought for sure a camera crew was nearby ready to yell “PUNKED!”
 
I mean, really?  The only thing notifying distracted drivers that a date with Middle Earth awaits was a solitary orange cone. 
Perhaps they figure those caught in the debris won’t have any tales to tell?

Anyway, I carefully directed my minivan around the Great Pit of Carkoon and headed home.

Where I will be staying for the entire summer.
 

13 comments:

  1. A date with Middle Earth. You are a literary genius. Too bad you're going to die in a sinkhole...

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    1. I KNOW. So tragic. Remember how I loved you, Tracey. ;)

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  2. Do not risk death for clearance shoes.
    Do not risk death for clearance shoes.
    I repeat, do not risk death for clearance shoes.

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    1. Well, I'm just so relieved to see that it's been repaired.
      We can't have you taking risks like that.
      We like you. We really like you.

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  3. What about the houses that fell in the sinkhole and all their owners fell in with their houses? I think that happened last year to at least a million people. You might as well go out. You're not safe at home, either.

    Love,
    Janie

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    1. Thanks, Sunshine. ;) On that note, I'm pouring a morning vodka.

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    2. Excellent idea. Add a shot of orange juice to keep it healthy.

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  4. The least they could have done was put a box of candy bars next to that cone...to ease the pain! Perhaps a note to look under the cone for a bottle of Rumchata to really make your anguish go away!

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    1. That would only happen if women planned sinkholes!

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  5. Maybe its just the Earth's belly button?
    You live that close to the Earth's belly button!
    YOU COULD SELL TICKETS!
    Make a profit!
    OMG YOU WILL BE RICH!!!!

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  6. No worries Frodo...you can buy shoes online at Zappos...free shipping both ways!!! Let them deal with Middle Earth.

    -andi

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