Thursday, March 26, 2009

The Crow Shooter

May 28, 1999

I love the crow shooter Peter set up for me. He fixed up a cardboard roll that is as thick as wood. It is perfect shooting hand-held bottle rockets. The bottle rockets I am shooting now don't whistle, but the crows get the message just the same. They are staying away much better. Trouble is, yesterday morning I got up at 6 a.m. and aimed my bottle rocket out the slider. When it shot off, a slight breeze coming in from the deck blew some black powder onto my nightgown and set it on fire. I now have a nice hole in my yellow gown. Luckily, I looked down in time to put out the flames. Also luckily, it wasn't a terrifically flammable material, or I wouldn't be laughing about this story.


Jenn said...

Oh, your mom makes me laugh!! I love her!!

jennie said...

haha! Just last night I was telling Jer about how great a job you were doing of capturing mom's most defining/crazy lady stories, and that now all you needed to post was a story about her setting nightgown on fire. voila! thanks, Tim.