Yesterday I was given this word of advice from one of the old fellows, if you are a woman traveling alone, put a dull hatchet on your floorboard. If any one tries any funny business, let them have with the business end of your hatchet. According to him a dull hatchet sinks deeper into flesh and causes more damage. This local provided his 110 lb, over 60 fiancé a dull hatchet for her travels to meet her brother for a camping trip. She is so slight that I believe if .she had to use said instrument of destruction, she’d topple over. I really doubt she’d need to use it for that purpose. She may need it for chopping some firewood. And whoever is doing the chopping won’t be too happy that it’s dull. It seems kind of strange to me that he would worry so much about the thing least likely to happen. It’s kind of like worrying about shark attacks or getting hit by lightening. She’s far more likely to be involved in a car accident or need car repairs than be attacked by some homicidal maniac.
Quote of the day:
“I'm not afraid of insects taking over the world, and you know why? It would take about a billion ants just to aim a gun at me, let alone fire it. And you know what I'm doing while they're aiming at me? I just sort of slip off to the side, and then suddenly run up and kick the gun out of their hands.” ~ Jack Handey
Pic of the day:
Mojave Sunset ~ © R.J.Andreae 2007
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