Wednesday, March 7, 2007
BIGFOOT
There is a folktale that has been circulating around the incubator for claustrophobia that we’ve called home for the last few months (see previous entry). Some say it’s the result of trailer fever. Others swear the stories of elusive creatures wearing hard hats and tool belts, (as rare in these parts as Bigfoot) lurking about the ruins of Bel Air are true.
There is no shortage of circumstantial evidence: String-thin blue chalk outlines, wood and metal shavings, nails and screws and the most promising, muddy boot prints. But no actual visual proof exists to confirm that we have indeed been “visited”.
No grainy black and white photos.
So far, this guy is easier to find.
No shaky blair-witch-in-search-of-zapruder-film-youtube-quality video footage.
She’s an attention whore by comparison
Not even a sketchy drunken eyewitness account from a quiet loner with a replica of Mulder’s “I WANT TO BELIEVE” poster from The X-Files on his bedroom wall. This is where you come in. Please report any sightings of anyone remotely resembling
a CONSTRUCTION WORKER to Duclaw corporate. We’re counting on you.
Still no date to report; still no new construction. But next time, we’re “RAISING THE BAR”, so be sure to check back soon.
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