May 04, 2004
A hole: A great place to escape, take naps, and shoot animals
This guy is my new hero. I wish I had a yard to dig a hole right now. Shamelessly stolen from Mefi. This is too good to keep from the lavender.
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Thanks, Cinci! I was just about to repost this. Digging such a hole seemed like both a really good idea and a really bad idea. I wondered about the rain, though. And sadly, my question was answered. Some random thoughts as looked through his page... Bad -No rainwater drainage or retaining walls? :( -The molester 'stache. -Why is he just wearing undies? People do that in Louisiana? -He ate that snake? Good -He dug that hole by hand; without a bobcat. -He can at least code a webpage, so we know he's not the backwater bumpkin that he, at first glance, seemed. -He knows his way around 3D Studio Max, which is more impressive than it sounds. -He comes up with stuff like this. I bet he's some sort of mechanical engineer. Or he at least he went to school for it. (Which makes me even more curious about drainage/wall problem.) -He was able to see this thing to completion! I can't count many times I've a started an ambitious or cool project, only to lose interest in it halfway through, and then start something else. -Lucky bastard has a patient and understanding wife. And she's cute, too. -He ate that snake!
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Can't look away. This is fascinating. What grown up male wouldn't want to have his own spacious land to do as he pleases, to dig a playpen? And he seems to love his wife and kid. The American Dream personified. Still... that sensation tugging at my sleeve... the creepy feeling of the guy's attitude and interests. Obviously, living near a forest, you must have something to defend your family with, but why all the weapons? On his bunker, on his robot? His camouflaged child? The shooting of turtles (!)? And the creepier part is: this is the kind of people most likely to survive a civilization meltdown. Or maybe just to enact another Waco...
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i still can't quite make the connection between snake and hole ..cough.
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There was a house near my brothers old house in Brighton where the owners just seemed to be digging out there entire garden. My brother lived there for a year, and he said the entire family would just go out in the garden every weekend and just dig. For no apparent reason. Maybe a spaceship was buried there or something.
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I grew up in a rural area of Missouri and people would shoot and eat all kinds of animals (turtles, frogs, racoons, etc.), so I don't think it's all that unusual. As they say, "A country boy can survive." I wonder if he didn't start digging the hole with the intent to make a fox hole. He mentions a couple times that he reads and posts to a WWII forum. And I have to agree with you, Flagpole, this is the American dream: a home, a beautiful wife and daughter, a good dog, and a hole.
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This was a supercool link, even though I found it off of J-Walk yesterday :-)
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wedge - you can dig a hole with a bobcat? just... sounds like it would be easier to use a shovel or backhoe or something...
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i love this story! and the way his wife and dog keep coming out and looking at his hole. heh. there was a short news story about a year ago about a guy overseas, romania maybe, whose fiancee dumped him. so he went into his yard, dug a big hole, and refused to come out. i have no idea what finally happened to him, but i always thought his story would make a great opera.
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You're right, CLF. A kitty would be useless. 'Tis a job best suited for these guys, with some help from this guy.
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SideDish, that opera idea PURE GENIUS. It could be three acts, one with your guy, one with Larry Walters. Who's good for the third act?
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Adolf Himself, in His Bunker, who morphs into a nameless DeBeers shaft-digger... Call Phil Glass-- I smell a Tony!
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Springtime for Hitler?
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Mel Brooks' attorney is on line one...
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Springtime at Hitler's?
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cool find Wedge. Y'know it wasn't Blondie's fault that she was owned by Das PöopenFührer.
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World's deepest hole found.
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...and it's full of subterranean leeches. (this is where I shiver with revulsion).
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Why, ilyadeux, I'm surprised at you! Surely you know certain subterranean leeches Are vainglorious and yet romantic creatures?
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Is it me, or is it getting deeper in here? *shakes dimming flashlight
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*sneaks up behind BlueHorse, pops inflated paper bag* /runs, giggling