Billy found a red lever sticking up out of the ground behind the old shed. Next to the lever was a sign that read, “WARNING: DO NOT PUSH.” Without hesitation, he pressed the lever. The Earth made an ominous groaning noise. “Uh oh,” he said. A few minutes later, the sun started to look funny. It looked like it was changing shape, or expanding. Then, the sky seemed to be getting dark. A few minutes later, the sky had had faded to purplish-red. Then, purplish blue, like a black eye. Finally, at 2:51 in the afternoon, Billy began to see the stars. Within an hour, a chill crept into the July breeze. That night, it began to snow. Billy began to think that pushing the lever might have been a bad idea. Four thousand years later, the reboot completed and the sun flickered back on.
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I love the ingenuity of human beings. I especially love ideas that are simple and effective. Like the Yak Trax I’ve been wearing over my shoes since we got snow this past weekend in North Carolina. I love them.
Living in the Southeast where we never get too much snow, I don’t particularly want to buy snow boots or have to store them – especially since any snow around these parts disappears within a day or two and is usually only a couple of inches. However, I had no problem purchasing Yak Trax that fit over the bottom of any of my shoes and provide me with traction when things get a bit icy – and they fold up nice and small to be tucked away until such times as they are needed.
I’m not really promoting Yak Trax here. I know there are other products similar and probably work as well. I just love the idea. Simple and functional. I watch people on the news slipping around on the ice and talking about the dangers and I wonder why they never mention things as useful as Yak Trax.
All I know is that this is my second year using them and they are perfect. When it snows, the dog has to go out a few times a day whether I want to or not, so I am glad to be prepared. Heck, that crazy Pooster took off running this afternoon and I was able to run right along with him until he was tuckered out. I never slipped once (I actually don’t recommend trying this – I was in a position of either run or get pulled behind him face-first through the ice).
Anyway. Brilliant work, people. Keep those brains working and keep the good gadgets coming.
The full moon switched off its bright glow abruptly one night at 11:22 p.m. In truth, the sun’s light winked out and thus stopped reflecting off the moon’s surface. As a result, the earth was dark. And cold. All life shriveled up and died rather quickly, forcing all manner of spirit back into energy form. It was equivalent to someone walking into a dance club and killing the music. The fun was over. Confused and a little miffed, spirit energy looked around for something else to do with eternity. The possibilities were endless.
NOTE: The brief narrative above was brought to you by The Bite-Size Fiction Project, created by Dave Baldwin and Sheila Lee Brown (this particular one is a Sheila-story). The results of this project are bite-size story morsels for short attention spans deposited on this blog every Monday (for forever…or at least until we lose interest!). These tidbits are sometimes fun, sometimes weird…but always short!