i’m going to be watching you…

May 7, 2012

“I’m going to be watching you… and I’m going to killll you.”

Death Threat?

That’s what the caller said. To us it sounded like a kid’s voice. You think so too?

The call came to our business 800 number. The caller listened to the welcome message (which is long… speakers tend to be a little talkative), then chose Perry’s extension and listened to his welcome message as well. After about 20 seconds of extremely weird noises (either a child’s howling or satanic gibberish) the words were uttered, “I’m going to be watching you… and I’m going to killll you.”

So I call the number — the 281 area code from which the call originated in Texas. I explain the nature of the voice message to an female adult as well as our feeling that it was the result of a child’s prank. I’m thinking she’s gonna do the same thing I would do — and some little feller is going to have his butt warmed by bedtime. But no! The female was adamant that it was not possible that the call originated in their home. She went as far as to say that if the call came from her number, someone had broken into her house and made the call. Even when I told her that we were just certain it was a harmless call and if it was true that she worried someone had broken in her house I would alert the police — she didn’t back down one little bit.

So I call the local police in that area. The woman dispatcher explains that it could be a case of call spoofing — and the person could be right in the Ville and making it look as if it came from the Texas number. She said I should immediately call local police. So I do…

Him: Jackson County Sheriff’s Office. Dispatch
Me: Hi. My name is Shelley Erwin, who am I speaking with please? (Thinking I might know the gentleman.)
Him: Dispatch

Dude must hate his Mom for giving him a name like Dispatch. Seriously. Sometimes small-town communities aren’t so personable after all. So while I’m wondering what the sheriff’s dispatcher has to be afraid of by saying his name, I explain the whole thing again. Without even hearing the recorded message (to probably get the opinion it’s a kid too), he tells me it sounds similar to text messages that they’ve had reported — ones that say “I hid the body like you told me to.”

If you live around here, don’t get a death threat — real or by a kid — because you’ll get nowhere. Somewhere… someone is watching poor Perry and is going to kill him. =)

And now, a photo of my favorite aunt Shirley with Katie. Would love to know what she’s thinking…

And one proud mom…

For the record… 2 posts in one day… BOOYA!

supermoon saturday — in case you missed it

May 7, 2012

Saturday evening, the phone rang at about 10:30 PM. It was those pesky neighbors calling to tell me to walk outside and take pictures of the moon. Seriously.

I obeyed, but really had no clue why they’d given the order, all I got from the short conversations was that the moon was closer to the earth right then than it would be again in my lifetime, and detailed instructions on where I could find it. “Go out your front door and look to the southeast!” Heh. I’m one of those people who then go, “Ok… lemme think… Seymour is north. And west is on my left…” I wasted some valuable moon time when it would’ve been quicker to just simply go outside and look up.

But then, I couldn’t find my plate for the tripod — and of course, when you take photos in the dark with your shutter open wide, you must hold very, very still or you get nothing but blur. To keep from getting in trouble by the peskies… I just did the best I could.

The Associated Press reported the supermoon was at its most super at 11:34 PM EST, when it was about 221,802 miles away from earth. That’s about 15,300 miles closer than average, making the moon appear about 14% bigger than it would appear if it were at its farthest distance during its elliptical orbit.