The Old Folks Home

Alfred hitchcock
Me, my two older brothers and their girlfriends (I think I was 12, my brothers were 16 and 18) were all sitting in our livingroom watching The Birds on our old tv. It was getting to the scariest parts just as it was getting dark but no one got up to turn the lights on. It was hot so the porch door was open, Just as the crows were attacking, my pet pigeon, Charlie, decided it was time to come find me and came flying thru the livingroom!!! Scare my one brother so bad he screamed like a girl!
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I had to grab Charlie and run for the door with my other brother in hot pursuit threatening to kill me and have Charlie for supper!!! My other brother was so embarrassed he quit seeing the girl, poor guy. I had to keep a low profile for over a week
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I admit, this bothers me now.  Not too much, I guess, since I opted to have no window coverings in the main part of my house (only the bedrooms.)  I can still get the willies if I think about it and avoid looking out into the darkness for a bit then make myself look.  Silly.  I can give myself these same willies while walking around in the woods or outside at night.

My nightmares are usually either about being the only one who realizes that aliens are about to attack the earth, or bigfoot-esque creatures, not unlike your malformed bear, who are lurking about outside just waiting for one of my loved ones to venture outside.  In both dreams, my anxiety comes from trying to keep the doors and windows secured while not panicking everyone else, or, trying to find a place to hide that will not be discovered when the aggressors finally get in (and I know they eventually will.)

I was not scared about monsters under the bed. I was afraid of black widows and Snakes because well they really were under the bed sometimes.


Me, I was worried the wolves that I heard outside howling would come in a big pack, break into the house and eat us all....we wouldn't be able to reload fast enough. My rifle only held 6 shots. :(
 
I never liked scary movies, Hitchcock has some nice ones though. What I can't stand at all, are modern horror movies. Usually very bad acting, flimsy scripts, and mostly they concentrate on gore. I'm sure the Saw franchise is a collection of cinematic masterpieces, but I have absolutely no desire to watch that kind of things.
We all loved scary movies but they can lose the gore so I'm with you. There are much better ways to get scared. Suspense and the unknown.

... Of course, It didn't help that we had 3 channels, ABC, CBS and NBC. ...
Same here, by the sixties we got 2 more channels.

Me, I was worried the wolves that I heard outside howling would come in a big pack, break into the house and eat us all....we wouldn't be able to reload fast enough. My rifle only held 6 shots.
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The wolves might not break in but the bears will. Just don't go outside. You would need more than 6 shots.

In Calif. we had 13 channels and Fri and Sat night was nice at 12! lol


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Oh my!
13 channels, wow. Are you old enough to be here?
 
We all loved scary movies but they can lose the gore so I'm with you. There are much better ways to get scared. Suspense and the unknown.

Same here, by the sixties we got 2 more channels.

The wolves might not break in but the bears will. Just don't go outside. You would need more than 6 shots.

13 channels, wow. Are you old enough to be here?
http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0099052/ I actually made the decision to go to the theater and watch this with my teenage daughters. Needless to say, I was the only one in the whole place that was jumping and gasping out loud. Embarrassed my kids.
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Now you'll have to be on constant hawk watch. They'll never see them coming. I used to have several varieties of polish. A lot of my friends have silkies.
Maybe put them in their own covered run?

Joke of the day

EVER SINCE I WAS A CHILD, I'VE ALWAYS HAD A FEAR OF SOMEONE UNDER MY BED AT NIGHT. SO I WENT TO A SHRINK AND TOLD HIM: I've got problems. Every time I go to bed I think there's somebody under It. I'm scared. I think I'm going crazy.

Just put yourself in my hands for one year, said the shrink. Come talk to me three times a week and we should be able to get rid of those fears.
How much do you charge...
Eighty dollars per visit, replied the doctor.
I'll sleep on it, I said.
Six months later the doctor met me on the street. Why didn't you come to see me about those fears you were having? He asked.
Well, Eighty bucks a visit, three times a week for a year, is $12,480.00. A bartender cured me for $10.00. I was so happy to have saved all that money that I went and bought me a new pickup truck.
Is that so, he said, with a bit of an attitude, and how, may I ask, did a Bartender cure you?
He told me to cut the legs off the bed. Ain't nobody under there now.



FORGET THE SHRINKS..
HAVE A DRINK & TALK TO A BARTENDER!
IT'S ALWAYS BETTER TO GET A SECOND OPINION


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The monster under my bed didn't have any elbows. It's arms could reach up from the floor, but couldn't make the turn over the edge of the bed to reach any one on top of the mattress. As long as no part of me hung over the edge, I was safe. I could not, however, lean over and look under the bed, I was terribly afraid of what would be looking back at me. I wonder what the shrinks would say that means...........

When I was a kid it was in my dresser... usually because I had left one or two drawers open slightly and there may have been articles of clothing hanging over the edges. These were its hands. I'm glad I had enough sense to make sure, the next night, that all my drawers were closed and the clothes were tucked safely inside. This wouldn't last long and I'd do it again... scared myself pretty bad some nights.

Then there were times that my aunt would come over and the only spare bed my parents had was in us girls' room. She snored. Scared me to death. Waking up in the night and needing to go to the bathroom and trying to get out between snores was quite a challenge.

When I had kids of my own and they were afraid something was under the bed, I would come in and turn the light on. Then, with a flash light, we would look under the bed together and then in the closet and every corner of the room. I don't remember having to do this very many times.

There was a sketch show on TV here were a kid is yelling "Dad! Dad! There's a monster under my bed!" Then dad comes in, says "Don't worry son, there's nothing there. I can check to be sure." He then bends down and looks under the bed, starts screaming, and leaves the room quickly.

I have to admit, it made me laugh, but that would be some pretty bad parenting.

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Bad parenting indeed!
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Predators are a big problem this year it seems. BYCrs in Northern California are losing chickens to fox attacks, Hawks, Bobcats, skunks and of course Raccoons. Remember those beautiful Pita Pintas? A person here picked up two from me and they wound up being a Pullet and a Cockerel. They are under 6 weeks old and still mostly white. She has been letting them free range un attended. The Cockerel is now Hawk Food.

The comment was that it was an acceptable sacrifice because it would be cruel to not let the chickens free range. I guess that is fine but Pita Pintas? They are on the endangered list and a very rare breed.

I know, they aren't mine any more but it is hard to let go....

I agree with you Ron. If they're so careless as to let that happen or so daft that the sacrifice is acceptable, then they can go to the feed store and get some sex links! I wouldn't sell to them again.

There is a fire near Sacramento that is more the six square miles in size. more than 30 houses and other buildings have been destroyed.

Then I read an article about Air drops being suspended because someone was flying a Drone in the area to film the fire. People are just silly!

http://news.msn.com/us/toy-drone-disrupts-aircraft-fighting-california-wildfire
You're awfully nice! I would use a word that is a bit stronger and had a much more negative connotation than "silly."
 
Arachnophobia?!!! Ugh! Still very much alive in me! That and heights! No thanks to either one!
My DW saw a black widow making a web under a table on the front porch. It is my job to take care of them, so I grabbed the electronic fly swatter. I was sure to be certain that it was dead, so I snapped it 5 times.

Yep, it was a gonner and quite crispy too....
 

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