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Overheard at Dinner

October 10, 2011 at 11:04 pm

"So there I was..."

"...lost in downtown Santa Fe while driving a backhoe.  That's when I realized I was really on my own."

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Alex Brown October 11, 2011 at 12:48 am
There's a short story in there somewhere. Something involving a construction worker and a hooker with a heart of gold.
loren October 11, 2011 at 11:18 am
Hey now, that's my girlfriend you're talking about!
Ian October 11, 2011 at 11:30 am
Aw, Alex is constantly urging me to add a hooker with a heart of gold to *all* my stories. Either that or giant deadly spiders. It's pretty much a given.
John Murphy October 11, 2011 at 12:00 pm
I for one am really looking forward to your story involving hooker spiders with hearts of gold.
Melinda October 12, 2011 at 8:47 am
And I defend Lauren's and my inability to give directions in Santa Fe using street names. We drive by instinct and landmarks. Names are for chumps. :)
Loren October 12, 2011 at 7:44 pm
So there I was, not driving a backhoe down the street, but using brute force to move a lot of heavy objects, I'm Irish, I think that's what I was built for (but I digress). There I was in Ian's back yard digging up a 4" drainline that had been long ago forgotten, in order to revive it's practical uses. When I got the end cut off of the line, it was, as is usual with long-ago-forgotten items, full of gunk. I was down in the trench, shoulder deep in this obsequious object, and pulled out the mass from inside. What I found immobilized me and sent me straight to my truck to lite-up while I decided what the next best move to make would be. What I had pulled out of the pipe was the usual rocks, sand, decomposing vegetative matter, at least that's what I thought was decomposing, until I saw the shiny piece of metal sticking out of the mass. I shudder still thinking about the first reactions I had when I picked out a pair of HANDCUFFS... I am not kidding! Someone, at sometime, had had a pair of handcuffs, and for some, as of now, unknown reason, decided to discard them down a drainline in Ian's backyard...? I have to say, I felt like I was on an episode of Bones, and the decomposing matter that I was so disgruntled about having to pull out of the pipe, was in all actuality, some discarded flesh that was once attached to those cuffs. Yeah, I threw up a little in my mouth. What would you have done?
LOREN October 12, 2011 at 8:01 pm
Melinda, brains work in many ways, to not know the name of a street is not a crime, even if it is in a town you've grown up in. Not knowing the name of a street 5 decades later, and being proud of the fact that you have made it a point NOT to learn them because of your unadulterated internal compass on the other hand is...Chumpish...And I really did need someone who knew the names of the streets of downtown Santa Fe while I was lost, sitting on a backhoe!
Ian October 12, 2011 at 8:11 pm
Loren, I have to say, you are SOLID GOLD when it comes to providing good material for blog posts! I'm going to post the photo you sent, and link back to your explanation of the grisly find. Yeah, I threw up a little in my mouth. What would you have done? After every episode I've ever seen of CSI and Bones ran through my head? I'm not sure. I think I would have stared, dumbfounded, until it was time to call it a day. Actually I did a little bit of that after I saw the photo.
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