We have Colored Lights around the top edges of our screen porch. Sensors are set to turn them on when the daylight fades into dusk.
A neighbor once asked why we left our Christmas lights up all year. "Those aren't Christmas lights," I said. "They are Festive Lights that keep Zombies from slipping into our house at night while we're sleeping and sucking our brains out through our ears with a soda straw." The neighbor took an involuntary step backward and searched my face looking for a sign of mirth. "You think I'm kidding, but I'm as serious as a brain tumor." I went on to explain that I'd seen it on Facebook so I knew it was true.
OK, I'm lying about that. I made it all up. It came to mind this morning while writing my column for the Sunday paper.
I went out to the porch this morning at 6 a.m. when Jilda headed out to teach her morning yoga class. As I sat there contemplating topics, I noticed the tiny colored lights. I love those little lights.
Jilda and I went to a Mexican Restaurant in San Francisco and they had these lights strung on their dining veranda. We fell in love with them. When we got back home, one of the first things we did was string these Festive lights around our screen porch.
I think they're working because I haven't seen the first Zombie since we strung the festive lights.
A neighbor once asked why we left our Christmas lights up all year. "Those aren't Christmas lights," I said. "They are Festive Lights that keep Zombies from slipping into our house at night while we're sleeping and sucking our brains out through our ears with a soda straw." The neighbor took an involuntary step backward and searched my face looking for a sign of mirth. "You think I'm kidding, but I'm as serious as a brain tumor." I went on to explain that I'd seen it on Facebook so I knew it was true.
OK, I'm lying about that. I made it all up. It came to mind this morning while writing my column for the Sunday paper.
I went out to the porch this morning at 6 a.m. when Jilda headed out to teach her morning yoga class. As I sat there contemplating topics, I noticed the tiny colored lights. I love those little lights.
Jilda and I went to a Mexican Restaurant in San Francisco and they had these lights strung on their dining veranda. We fell in love with them. When we got back home, one of the first things we did was string these Festive lights around our screen porch.
I think they're working because I haven't seen the first Zombie since we strung the festive lights.
