Dread and Terror

In reading some 19th century short stories (that would be stories written in the 1800’s for you public school students) I find the times past were plagued with dread to the extremity and the most dreadful terrors that turned the hearts of the tellers most earnestly to God. The first person approach allows for great flourish and prompts of the imagination, to the excess.

Of course it is nothing compared to the dread of the Green Bay Packers losing to the Detroit Lions. Imagination unchecked can only lead to the deepest of terrors, threatening one’s presence of mind and the loss of all control of one’s faculties. But let me check those terrors and  fearful savage beasts of the imagination for those who may have missed a certain local news cast. The last time the Packers lost to the Lions we won the Super Bowl.

Yet disaster, just as in days of old, follows even the best preparations as the Milwaukee Brewers, with the best catcher in all of baseball, here and nowhere else, is on the verge of losing it all as their season has fallen apart over the past few weeks. It began with myself suffering great consternations of the heart at the same time. Not to necessarily associate my own fortunes with that of the Milwaukee Brewers, but correspondingly our financial pursuits were greatly frustrated by the Brewers Mini Marathon of this past Saturday, as State Street was closed down and my wife couldn’t get tot an essential vendor of sorts.

Then our spiritual well being was threatened to its core by the Komen Race for the Cure as our route to church was blocked Sunday, as Lincoln Memorial Drive was closed. If only the road side notices and the blockade the Sheriff Deputies put up could be seen before one has no choice but to be sent to the south side of the Milwaukee harbor, before having to reverse course to one’s northern destination.. The Deputies in their vehicles kept their heads down, wisely avoiding eye contact with those they had forced into a circuit costly in time and resources.

Unplanned yet necessary circuits round horrific scenes were continual part of our weekend, as, where we tried to access the expressway, to return home, we found the ramp closed due to a dreadful accident caused by a wrong way driver, that cost a life. Then, finally returning to our just path, we were again forced off course, just before our exit, by another shut down of the expressway; by an accident, so ill-marked, that several other vessels of the roadway nearly crashed against one another, unable to see the directing flares, until they unexpectedly appeared, just over a rise, in the road, immediately before us all, forcing all lanes, with their associated vehicles, sharply together at one time. (they also used a lot of commas and wrote really long sentences in the 19th century)

I would be the last to suggest that the whole world revolves round me,…but I am compelled by all that is good, and of the disciplines required for the making of honest men, to draw my conclusions exclusively from the facts known by me to be true.

BIG EVENTS! Yes, big events are on the way for next weekend and by our faithful petitions to the Almighty may the terrors of this world be held at bay. You do not have to wait an entire year to participate in the fore mentioned charitable events of the most noble of intents. Other events await your present attentions. The Fall Color Festival, including events for the whole family, is this coming Saturday at John Muir. Milwaukee Metro Mountain Bikers has forwarded a request for volunteers for the festival. Check out he site for contact information.

They are also looking for volunteers for another fantastic event this Saturday and Sunday in Franklin Wisconsin. Yes, it is time again for the Colectivo (formerly Alterra) Coffee Bean Classic. Thanks to organizations such as WORS for promoting mountain bike events across Wisconsin. This Milwaukee area favorite will be where it always has been, at what is now known as The Rock Sports Complex; which also hosted weekly mountain bike races this Summer. I missed the latest monthly Metro Mountain Bikers’ meeting, so have no updates on race results. I chose rather to save on time and resources, as the meeting was not a short drive distant, and spent the time putting out 1,000 words, finishing off a killer scene in one of the books I am currently writing.

With October just around the corner, with its associated Halloween and the days growing quickly shorter, for those of you looking for dread and terror, The Rock is also the location for “The Hills have Eyes” Halloween trail adventure. My own personal dread and terror is looking at my exercise log and seeing how little I’ve actually done this summer. Still my weight is inching down.

But back to the Packers, perhaps they would look more impressive if Aaron Rodgers wasn’t doing a commercial with a couple of dufuses calling him a loser.

The $69 Question: Where was I when the Packers stopped Detroit’s first drive this past Sunday? See Charity Jackpot Page in sidebar for more derails.