Just a strange thought or two

I am back. I find that it being cold and winter in these parts, I am wearing my long, heavy, wool coat. No problem there.


I am looking at the back of my coat and there are a lot of feathers "stuck" to it. Now, the coat hangs near my down jacket, so maybe it is picking up stray feathers there. But to look at it, as I am now, I have to wonder, has my coat ate a fucking chicken, feathers and all? Do I own a carnivorous coat?

I just do not understand it. We have received some more lightish snow over the past few days. It is lovely, though at this rate, I may never find my car key.

There is a story there. It was about three or so weeks ago, we (the Wife, the Lad and myself) were going to my mother's home for dinner. I went to clean the Wife's car of snow and had the key to my car in my jacket pocket. I went to pull out my glove to clean her car and recalled thinking that my key could fall out of the pocket. Lo and behold, when I went to move my car, I had no key in my pocket or otherwise.

As it was already dark (damn shortened winter days), I could not see the key anywhere (I would search with a flashlight later). The thing must have fallen out somewhere between our front door and the driveway. In my hope (timing would have been everything) for a winter thaw, we got snow. The upside is that with the snow, the key remains buried and I am not so worried about some unsavory character finding my car key on my driveway before I can get to it, making my car an easy object to steel. Then again, my car insurer has raised our rates quite considerably, so I would have no trouble putting in a full claim for a stolen vehicle....fuck 'em!

Anyway, I await a thaw to see if I can find my key. Then, perhaps, I will have to feed my wool coat again. Ciao!