So, here I am, hard at work on Musketeers #3 and battling one of those bugs that go around. Not making much progress on book because of bug. Two nights ago in desperation, I gave up and took a cold tablet, which on me acts pretty much like sleep medicine.
When I do this, it’s pretty hard to wake me. However, a police helicopter flying low over the house — how low? Well, it shone its tail lights in my bedroom window — and repeating, pretty much does it.
What it sounded like to me was like the thing was flying erratically. Dan and Robert who hear better tell me no, it was describing circles. Fine. Whatever it was doing, these days being what they are was pretty scary. And loud. And did I mention scary?
I was about to gather the boys up to take to basement in case the heli — on purpose or accidentally — crashed down, when Robert pointed out there was a police car parked two doors down, and another in the other direction also parked.
My guess? It’s yet another fugitive. This happens periodically. Nothing in the papers. Fugitives are just not that big a deal, anymore.
However, this is not the first time nor the last. For the last several weeks there’s been erruptions of sudden helicopters — though not nearly that close to my house. Those of you who AIM with me have heard me go “Helicopters again!”
So… I have a good hypothesis to explain this whole thing. Better — or at least more entartaining — than the fugitive one. You see, helicopters have gone sentient — what, they could. Do you read Clifford Simak? — and there’s a couple nesting nearby. We need to find the nest, tranq them and relocate them to the wilderness. And then we can sleep again.
OTOH, perhaps I just need some sleep.
According To Hoyt 
It’s worse than that
Not only are the helicopters sentient but they’re plotting with the RLF to take over the neighborhood. You must take the weekend off and recharge your poor brain and cold-infested body so you can come up with a plan to defeat this nefarious plot. Until then, keep you head low, the chocolate close and the windows and doors locked.
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eek. they’re not black and unmarked, are they?
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We’ve got an infestation in this neighborhood. Once you’re done with your local nest, would you please send the troops thisaway so I can clean up around here? There’s some wilderness just a bit up the road where we can release them.
Much obliged!
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It might be simpler to find out if a tin roof is the house equivalent of a tinfoil beanie.
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Don’t forget the tinfoil underwear as well so they can’t use the x-ray equipment. *G*
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Sounds perfectly reasonable to me.
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Helicopter nesting!
Well I know there’s a nest (or two) near us, ‘cos we’re about a mile from HMS Gannet (RNAS) – that’s Royal Naval Air Station – which used to be the main West of Scotland Anti-Submarine Warfare base. The squadron who had that role are now in the South of England, but we now have an S&R squadron based here.
It can get a touch noisy ::VBTDG::
Al An dea’Bibliomaniac
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