Monday, August 31, 2015

The Girl I Met Waiting at the Registrar

Just remembering how I met this girl when I was in college, as we waited on like at the registrars office. Thought she was cute. 

And she got mad at me bc, when she told me all about her boyfriend, I started checking out other women.  She couldn't believe I went from 100 percent interest to zero with an immediately wandering eye.


  In retrospect I can't help wondering what she was thinking!! 

I wanted a girlfriend, not a therapy patient.

Sunday, August 30, 2015

The Mouse A STORY

There's not much to this story. Its about this kid Steve and how he saw a mouse in  a movie theater. This event takes place in the 1980s.   

Steve didn't really see the mouse, he heard it. And so did everyone else in the theater. 
A small theater, screening the TV show ROOTS from the late 1970s. Remember its the late 80s by now, so its a nostalgic screening.

And with that, of course -- the theater was fairly empty. Screening of an old tv series after all, and it was all transpiring during the daytime on top of it all.  There were perhaps 20 people in the theater. 

During a quiet moment? Steve stealthily dropped a candy wrapper beneath his seat. 

While this did not cause any vermin to react, coincidentally there was another candy wrapper—further up in the theater seats, towards the front.  

The small audience began to hear a very distinct wrapper-dragging, "Shlufffff shluuuuuff shluff;" some mouse or perhaps even rat was dragging the wrapper up the aisle, along the floor. Laboriously.

"Mouse!" someone by the aisle shouted, and then stamped his foot hard. 
The mouse crinkled at the wrapper for a few more moments. And then disappeared. 

And Steve? Steve breathed a sigh of relief.  He wasn't able to completely relax after this event unfolded.  But he did have a Life Experience.

Thats it, thats pretty much the story. 

I did mention there was not much to it.


Tuesday, August 18, 2015

The Phone Call

really sucks but sometimes the phone rings and when I see who it is I sink emotionally. I see who it is, knowing they are a person that is going to Vampire me. They want something, they are going to lean heavy, trip me into their wires... I find these people.  I seek them. I call them unto me.  And then I resent them.

when my friend D calls, it inevitably turns into what I'm supposed to do for him. Somehow to help further his half assed plans. He's a cousin, a retarded cousin. I love him.  But I cannot take the burdens of his torrents of deep needs.

That is all my whining for now.  More to come. I PROMISE.