We watch live cams.
When I say “we”, I mean when Randy has the remote, I am forced to watch live cams as well. We don’t watch freaky live cams.
Mostly, Randy likes the train live cam. But there is also the eagle cam, Jackson Hole and Venice.
He starts most evenings checking out Main street in La Grange, KY. I don’t know if this is his favorite train live cam, but I do know it was one of the first.
I have to cross over railroad tracks to and from work. I hate when I get stopped by the stupid train.
Sometimes, the train stops on the track for a long time. I find that frustrating. Then, I go home and watch cars stopped waiting for the motherfucking train to go by. Humans are so weird.
I mean, I watch the trains if there is actually a train.
These cameras are fixed. So, usually, it’s just an intersection in a small Kentucky town or a mountain pass in California.
Watching intersections doesn’t bother Randy. He’s happy to watch the intersection.
Randy: Did you see that? Motherfucker just blew through the stop sign.
Me: We’re actually not in a car. We are in the comfort of our own home. Yet, you’re still bitching at the other drivers.
Randy also enjoys the live eagle cam. He watches eagles sit on the eggs and watches the baby grow up. He names the babies. Beaky 1, Beaky 2 and now we’re on Beaky 3. Or at least we were.
Me: I hate to tell you this, baby.
Me: Beaky 3 was too small to fly.
Me: Beaky 3 hasn’t been in the nest for a few days now.
Me: Beaky either launched himself out of the nest or Beaky was something’s lunch.
Randy: Those eagles are negligent parents.
Me: It’s the circle of life. Now go get me a sandwich.
If you’ve read this far and are looking for a point? Well, I guess there is as much of a point to this blog post as there is a point to live train cams.
Last week, I told you that my mom had a stroke. She is doing really well and on her way to a complete recovery.
My project isn’t complete, but is progressing.
Last week, I had to make an overnight trip to Michigan. The drive was grueling and we had a few issues, but in the end, we prevailed.
I am tired.
I have disconnected somewhat from everything political. Not permanently, but for a few days or so. I need a break.
Watching live cams with Randy is comforting and familiar.
Plus, it’s fun to make fun of him for watching.
Besides, he falls asleep way before I do. I wait for that first head nod and then turn on something with ghosts or werewolves or zombies or aliens. Because even supernatural scary things are less stressful than politics right now.