Skip to main content

Exciting Bigfoot News!


Those of you who know me know that I am not a believer in Bigfoot, and never will be. I admit I am not able to explain the impressive body of physical evidence collected over the years that people use to "prove" the existence of Bigfoot. There are a lot of things in this world I am not able to explain and I don't lose sleep at night, nor do I fear camping in the woods because of Sasquatch; javalinas, maybe coyotes, but not Sasquatch. I admit that those of you who are eyewitnesses to Bigfoot have experienced SOMETHING, but I don't know what. As I have always said, if Bigfoot did live in Texas, one of you would have killed one by now and we would have eaten it at our Wednesday night meals. Chicken-Fried Bigfoot. (It helps to marinate the big foot in buttermilk for 24 hours before frying)

It turns out that I was right about Bigfoot not being in Texas! He's been in Georgia all along, and now our friends at the Bigfoot Research Society say that at a press conference in California on Friday, August 15, they will reveal the remains of Bigfoot to the world as well as the results of scientific DNA testing. Hoo Boy! I can't wait.
The McCraws, ever the alert church members, sent me this link to Fox News where you can read the story and find links to another website with photos of the alleged remains in a freezer. See it for yourself and tell me what you think. Here's the link...


As always, you may have to copy and paste the link into your web browser's thingamadoo.

I'm not a prophet, or the son of a prophet, but I can almost guarantee you that the DNA results will be inconclusive, perhaps strongly suggesting this or that, but not solving anything. Then the remains and all physical evidence will mysteriously disappear (stolen by Elvis, of course, with the help of JFK and those who staged the "moon landing") and the furor will rage on for decades on the Internet, becoming yet another entertaining chapter in Bigfoot lore.

I want to believe. Maybe I will once I've had a satisfying bowl of Bigfoot Chili.

Comments

The Shelton Brood said…
This is hilarious that you're talking about Big Foot. We went to Beaver's Bend this weekend, and thought about bringing a Big Foot costume and taking a picture to send to you. Good stuff...
August 14, 2008 at 8:12 PM
Mark, Lindsey, Brynn & Paisley said…
You know Laura is a believer...she almost hit bigfoot coming home from Nacogdoches late one night! I let her know about the story!
August 15, 2008 at 8:23 AM
Gains said…
Thanks for clearing up the story. While in Colombia we were subjected to only spanish speaking newscasts. We could see the pictures and wonder about the story. Now, reading your blog has given us great insight to the story. Thanks
August 20, 2008 at 2:33 PM
Post a Comment

Popular posts from this blog

A Eulogy for Dr. Evelyn Romig, Who Is Not Dead but Merely Retiring

How does one honor the career of a teacher like Dr. Evelyn Romig, who taught English and Literature for 44 years? I was her student four of those years at Howard Payne University in Brownwood, TX. Honestly, she teaches me still. I loved Dr. Romig fiercely when I was a college student. I took every class she offered. She was my adviser and I spent time in her office being advised on academic matters and other things. I often reflect on what her life means to me. My recollections and anecdotes here will be personal, but I do not think they are unique. I was 18 years old and a freshman when I first met Dr. Romig. I was a Baptist ministerial student, majoring in something from the School of Christianity. She was my British Literature teacher. Because of things I had done in high school and because of how well I tested on the ACT and SAT, I did not have to take the typical Freshman English courses. I had no way of knowing at the time how much this small woman, an English Literature p...
1 comment
Read more

Her Own Woman

Kathryn is here now. She was born Sunday night, 5:57 p.m., and weighed 7 pounds, 10 oz., and measured 20.25 inches long. Kim was in labor since about 9:00 a.m. Saturday. After hours of waiting and miles of walking around that hospital, Kim never progressed beyond 6 cm. Every time we came close to making a decision about what to do next, it seems Kathryn would change the game on us and we would have to wait for another couple of hours to see what would happen next. We almost went to the OR at least twice before we finally did because Kathry would do this or that. She was letting us know she was in charge. After whe was born I stood with her in the nursery while they cleaned her up and checked her out. She cried for a while and then got real calm and collected. I watched her as she sized me up with her eyes, took a good look around the room, and then looked at me and kind of smirked knowingly. I got the distinct impression that she was very much amused by everything that had gone on the ...
7 comments
Read more

Racing with Horses, Walking on Water, and Accepting My Weakness

I am tired of Hurricane Harvey. I am ready for all of this to be done and for things to settle down. I long for the routine, familiar, and predictable. I have had enough of trying to limit or mitigate the effects of Harvey on my family and property. I have become worn out trying to control and make sense of how my church is recovering from the hurricane. I am just about through with the ongoing, and seemingly never ending, management issues related to hundreds of volunteers funneling through my church on a weekly basis to assist our community in the recovery efforts. The logistics of making it all work week in and week out, the delicate dance of being the pastor to all the personalities involved, is exhausting. Add to this my broken heart for our community. I receive gut punches every day as I listen to the stories of evacuation, recovery, and rebuild. I steel myself to being able to do what I can each week and letting everything else go. I am sick of people saying the Lord will ...
3 comments
Read more