#1647 – Crackle

Posted on October 10, 2012 at 12:00 am by Chris

A few time a year I wind up being scared of garbage. A faint crunching or popping sound will sneak up on me from another room. I’ll arm myself and creep up on the source expecting a rabid squirrel or weasel to be lurking around the corner. “Oh yeah. I tossed this empty potato chip bag in here an hour ago.”