about fragment time

Mrs. 4444's Friday Fragment postings started before I joined in. But after writing a few, I latched on to it like a terrier does with a rag doll. Oh wait, that makes me sound like a little dog.  How about a duck taking to the water?  I should just avoid these animals.  I'm a blogger and the FF post is a fun and easy post to write (the image of the terrier shaking that rag doll still seems more exciting).  You should give it a try if you have not yet.

Mrs. 4444 (the FF blog host who started collecting these posts) has been counting her FF postings.  That doesn't surprise me with a moniker like 4444.  Her count is approaching 300 and she is offering a contest to celebrate (more about it at this link).

maybe I could try a tiger analogy

When I feel adventurous I ignore the warning and insert the Q-tip into my ear canal for a good cleaning. BTW, why is it called a canal? 
canal - noun: a long narrow place that is filled with water and was created by people so that boats could pass through it

I’ll assume you have heard of those ancient astronomical sites. Maybe you have even visited one or two of them. I have one here at home. Except the house is not really ancient (somedays I wonder).

Astronomy and my garage door -  Just like Stonehenge or some Inca temple my garage door’s position has a special alignment with the sun’s position twice a year. I should record the dates and have a celebration but before I get carried away I need to tell you a little story about it.

Ok, so this sun alignment messes up the door’s infrared safety beam on particular afternoons. Last Saturday was one such alignment day. Actually we were heading off to a celebration. She-who-knows and her mom had already pulled out of the driveway and were waiting on me in the car. I pushed the outside button and the door immediately did its halt and reverse safety move. Having worshiped the technology of the opener system, I knew the source of the problem.

Oh one more bit of background. As many of you know all too well we have had cold dark winter that is not easily giving up its grip.

Quickly, I need to find an object to block the sun rays and close the door. As I try to think of what to grab, I realize the two ladies waiting in the car will be losing their patience.

I turn and take a few steps toward the waiting car and notice the windows are rolled up. With my best booming voice I yell “it’s the sun, the sun” while I thrust my finger at the bright afternoon sun. Just as I turn back to solve my personal solstice problem I spot the young neighbor woman across the street. With strange look, she muttered something but I’m not sure what.

I’m sure she was wondering why the old fool across the street was pointing and shouting “it’s the sun” like the little guy yelled “the plane, the plane” in the TV show, Fantasy Island. She probably chalked it up to a severe case of cabin fever.

Now that was one of my longer fragments but that's the great thing of the FF post - very few rules. Well, my train of thought has left the station. I'll leave you with this funny and potentially useful youtube clip.