part two

part two of that little story of chics and a demon ...

Some moons later, Joey and some of his siblings were clucking in the yard looking for some seeds and bugs. Mama and Papa didn't follow much around these days. The chics were now old enough to manage for themselves. The days of the Demon have been long gone.

While out near the guardian's garden one day, the guardian was heard yelling and seen forcefully watering an agitator. Papa stopped in his tracks in a tree near the shed and looked in the guardian's direction. Immediate reaction from memory for Papa was to sound the alarm.

Before anychic new what was going on, the Demon returned. Furiously running and chasing the chics, the Demon blurred by everything. Joey was stirred.

With a stern strut, Joey clucked towards the rampaging demon. The demon didn't see it coming. Hearing a loud, vicious threat from behind, the demon spins around to see Joey ...face to face ...snout to beak. Joey spread his wings wide and high, and clucked one big cluck. The demon, with a puzzle in his eyes, took one step back and barked at Joey. Joey took one step forward, stepped up on his toes, and clucked one more time ...loudly!

The demon sat down.

Joey walked away, and the demon went home.

Moral of the stuff; Stand up!

Do something.

My first blog

So, yeah, this is my first blogging post (other than a short stint on myspace). I'm a pretty eclectic thinker and often have deep thoughts that help me explain to myself what is going on in my own world and the world surrounding. As my motto goes, "Learn something, do something, go somewhere."

We'll see how this goes.

My posts will cover anything from a good stiff drink to cataclysmic events, from my dog to politics, and from religion to recreation. I don't proclaim to know everything, nor be right in what I think/write, but its my blog.

Please, read and comment if you'd like. Please, be respectful as I will be respectful.

Learn Something, Do Something, Go Somewhere