February 9th, 2005
|01:42 pm - Strange things under the earth. . .|
ninjer, I thought you should hear about this:
Over the past few days, I've been watching an excavation occur next to McCracken Power Plant just outside the windows on the stairwell I use, and I can see it from the window of my office here in Baker Systems.
Last week, they opened a hole I the ground. It wasn't a large hole, but they broke through on my lunch hour as I was walking down the stairs, and I stopped to watch for a minute. The workers looked confused, and I watched them talk on radios for a while until I got bored and went to lunch.
On my way back, though, they were filling in the hole as fast as they could. Not with concrete or anything sane, like stuff construction workers would usually use; no, they were using a bulldozer to fill it in with rocks and debris. . .
I'm wondering if maybe they uncovered something they weren't supposed to while they were digging, and needed to get it re-filled quickly.
In particular, do you think it's possible that they uncovered the tunnels from your entry a few weeks ago? I mean, they were certainly moving fast.
And when I look out today, I see that they're still digging, though in a different spot, and I don't see any of the same guys working. . . There's no question that they are emphatically not digging in the same spot, and it almost looks like they're avoiding where that hole was. . .
Current Mood: curious
Current Music: "Everlasting Moon", -JB
|Date:||February 9th, 2005 07:50 pm (UTC)|| |
In unrelated news, two psych wards reported to Channel 10 news that they have had three times the number of voluntary check-in's. The report states that these people are mostly artistic and have all had similar nightmares dealing with a large creature with tentacles on its face, plaguing OSU.
Most of the affected people checked in under Clinical Depression. They felt this way after waking up and finding out that Cthulhu did not in fact eat the entire Football Team.
One patient said "The dreams weren't that bad, but I was so sure that the Buckeyes' were really and finally gone. God Damn It!"
The patient later committed suicide by eating buckeyes.
|Date:||February 9th, 2005 07:58 pm (UTC)|| |
Ratatosk, Squirrel of Discord lives in a small nest, made of oak leaves and located in the woods west of Delaware, Ohio.
Sometimes he sneaks about on OSU Campus.
Unrelated Note: If any of you would like to play in a Cthulhu Live game... let me know, I'm running one at OSU on March 5th.
|Date:||February 9th, 2005 08:05 pm (UTC)|| |
Ah, but in my LARPS, there are giant Puppets, real looking zombies, Elder Gods, and even old Hastur.
Screw that rock paper sissors stuff ;-)
*Besides what do you mean 'save' against insanity? Everyone always ends up dead or insane.*
Thinking about it. Only issue is that it could be time spent with my high-quality girlfriend.
You should come to my presentation for osu_psa
on Feb. 15. The topic is "Something Involving Tentacles", and I promise it'll be a hell of a good time.
Details pending, but Bruce Campbell
will at least be mentioned. I'm thinking of perhaps having a showing of Evil Dead after the meeting. :)
|Date:||February 9th, 2005 08:06 pm (UTC)|| |
Those poor kids... what are you doing to their little minds?
Obviously, you should come see. It's the only way to really understand, I think.
|Date:||February 9th, 2005 08:28 pm (UTC)|| |
your high-quality girlfriend can come. We all like her. Those of us that know her.
Haha. I'll have to let her know that she's invited. :)