Rudy's Lab

[ Friday, March 15, 2002 ]

I've actually been a bit worried about posting to my blog this week. So much weird stuff going on! But to hell with that... I'm not going to live in fear! Not me... Dr. Rudy Wells-- Bionic Superstar!

A sense of humour is always necessary to cope with stressful times. That's one thing the 70's taught me and taught me well!

So I was out perusing the treasures at the local flea market when I spotted someone I thought I knew in the crowd. I would spot him for a second and then lose him in the crowd. He was too far away to make out details, but he seemed to be eyeing me up as well. Did he think he recognzied me too?

As I was leaving the flea market, I felt someone standing behind me suddenly, but before I could react, I heard someone whisper "Oscar knows. Oscar sees. Oscar swims." I swung around, but there was no one in sight and a slight breeze seem to kick up. What the hell did that mean, "Oscar swims"?

I'm getting too old for this. If someone is trying to get my attention, why don't they just send me a Hallmark card like everyone else?
Dr. Rudy [10:20 AM]

[ Monday, March 11, 2002 ]

All during this weekend, there's been a black van parked across from my house. I've been in this business long enough to know when I'm being watched, being staked-out. The question is who and better yet, why?

On Saturday night, I cobbled together a tiny remote-controlled car (about the size of my thumb) with some heat-audio-electronic sensing equipment on it. Sitting up in my bedroom with a monitor at my feet, I did some recon. As soon as I got close enough to do my first scan of the van, the electric nodes spiked in the van, the wheels screeched, and the van took off careening down the street.

Way to be subtle, narcs.

I almost got the remote back, but the neighbor's hound mistook it for a chew toy and gobbled it down. It was only when I looked out through the window that I realized what was going on. I nearly jumped through the ceiling when I saw that gaping mouth in the monitor. Sheesh.

Time to dip some nanites in the hound's chow, methinks.

In the meantime, I need to figure out what's going on. Who's watching me and is it related to Oscar calling me a couple of weeks ago?
Dr. Rudy [12:01 PM]