One week and 2 days after the landscape lights flashed for the first time...the landscape lights have flashed for a second time. While it may not sound like a big deal...there are eerie circumstances surrounding it all. Firstly, since the first flashing on Christmas Eve night, the lights have been fine. I thought that they stopped working for awhile after the big snow...but when the snow all melted they were all on (and continued to function properly until tonight).
As far as we (my brother and I) knew, they were "fixed" and the flashing was a one time thing. As my brother was leaving (about 10 minutes ago...11:20 ish), the lights started flashing again... I counted them as I did last time and, low and behold, the semi-constant pattern was the same. About 5 constant flashes that held the lights on between 6 and 7 seconds (with a one second flash off in between). This time, following the advice of some fellow Nubblites, I counted the random numbers. Unfortunately, I didn't leave to get a piece of paper to track them...but I remember 26, 32, and 37 as main numbers, and perhaps a 7...but I couldn't tell if the 7 was part of the constant that I just miscounted or if it was actually a different number... Now, if these 3 (or 4) numbers come up in the powerball, that means Ugly Bastards prediction is right
We'll see...
Now that we have the reporting out of the way, after observing the lights flashing for a few minutes my brother and I discussed another weird occurance that happened awhile ago regarding my grandfather. Our story begins at the Christmas of 2000. I guess my grandpa showed my brother a picture of him with an old car that he had. My brother was very impressed with the picture as it was, but my grandpa told of a picture of the car with the top down. Evidently the car looked much better with the top down, so my grandpa said he'd try to find that picture. Fast forward the the day after my grandpa died. My brother and my dad were going through his house where my dad stumbled upon a big stack of pictures. My dad was going through the pictures when my brother commented on the picture that grandpa had shown him the Christmas before, saying he wondered if that picture was in the stack. Right when he said that, my dad jumbles the stack of pictures and ended up dropping them. Most of them just kinda scattered right in front of my dad, but one picture glided over to my brother and landed picture-side up, perfectly facing him. It was a picture of my grandpa and grandma both sitting in the same car...with the top down.