Sunday, March 21, 2010
squirrel
there was a dead squirrel on our street. it must have been hit by a car. i didn't point it out to my daughter because i knew that it might upset or ruin the surprise when it came back from being stuffed.
Saturday, March 20, 2010
in the spring i like to see the geese in the sky flying back. it represents so many things. the change of seasons, cycles of life, and the mystery of nature. sometimes i sit in awe of their beauty. other times i wish airplanes would hit them.
Friday, March 19, 2010
finger
i saw this thing on the tv about this guy who had no fingers or thumbs. they talked about all the things that he was still able to do. there was no mention of shadow puppets.
fish
this lady in the store smelled like fish. it was strong and she was standing so close to me that i could also feel a certain amount of warmth coming off her. these are not things that i find attractive in a woman. most men like to imagine what a woman looks like naked. with this woman i imagined what she would smell like if she didn't smell like a fish. i could never date a woman that smelled like a fish. all those cats would drive me crazy.
cat
sometimes i wonder if i would take my cat more seriously if he wore glasses. then again a cat chasing a dried leaf will always be a cat chasing a dried leaf regardless of it wearing glasses. mind you i would feel more comfortable with his driving.
ice
i was on my way out and as i went down our stairs i saw this lady on the road pulling herself up. as i walked over i could tell that she wasn't doing too well.
'are you ok' i asked her.
'no' she said 'i banged my head. there's black ice over there'.
i didn't know what race had to do with this but i figured her head was in a bad way.
'do you need help?' i asked. her eyes were all watery and her jacket was covered in slush.
'no, no. i think i'll be ok' she said.
'ok then' i said 'i hope you feel better'.
as i walked away i began to think about what i would have actually done if she said that she needed help. i guess i could have brought her home and made her a cup of tea and gave her a bag of frozen peas for her head. i think it would have been a very awkward situation. it's always weird having a stranger in your house and even weirder being in a strangers house. then there would have been that really awkward moment when she asked 'why do you have so many chainsaws?'
'are you ok' i asked her.
'no' she said 'i banged my head. there's black ice over there'.
i didn't know what race had to do with this but i figured her head was in a bad way.
'do you need help?' i asked. her eyes were all watery and her jacket was covered in slush.
'no, no. i think i'll be ok' she said.
'ok then' i said 'i hope you feel better'.
as i walked away i began to think about what i would have actually done if she said that she needed help. i guess i could have brought her home and made her a cup of tea and gave her a bag of frozen peas for her head. i think it would have been a very awkward situation. it's always weird having a stranger in your house and even weirder being in a strangers house. then there would have been that really awkward moment when she asked 'why do you have so many chainsaws?'