... and without subtitles or those little cartoon thought bubbles popping up in midair, you are left to draw your own bizarre conclusion. Case in point... last night I was coming home from work at approximately 1:45 am and as I turned the corner onto my street I see this guy, standing directly under one of three turbo-charged streetlamps in front of the assisted living apartment complex that happens to be across the street and a few houses down from my lovely abode. This guy is just standing there but moving in slow motion as if making his way to the edge of the invisible vat of molasses he appears to be trapped in. First, I'm thinking this is just another customer of our local 'snack truck' (have I told you about the snack truck?) and he's whacked out on some sort of drug and most likely hallucinating about being in a vat of molasses. As I watched him though, I came to the conclusion that he was actually doing Tai Chi because the movements seemed to have purpose. Still odd to do outside, in a bad neighborhood, at 1:45 am, but hey, to each his own. I think I've determined the difference between city living and small town living. In the city, you see it all. With smaller towns, it's still there, you just don't see it as often. Everyone is loopy. No one is exempt.
And just as a point of interest, after griping that I don't know anyone here and never do anything, I've been invited out for a coworker's birthday on Saturday. I mean out with other people and to an actual club. Unless hospital scrubs are acceptable attire at this club, I need to shop for something that fits...soon! Everything I have is either too big or just not suitable. If I go shopping for this, I damn well better have a good time because I hate shopping. Hate it! Do you hear me?!?! Of course, I also fear that if I go, I'll start enjoying myself and making ties and that will undermine the decision I've already made. I mean about leaving. Sheesh, I'm just never happy, am I? =)
Although things appear to be ok now, we had a bit of a scare when my cousin (who looks like a caucasian Queen Latifah) was rushed to the hospital yesterday. It made me realize that I'm having a harder time being away from my family than I thought I would. Sure, I may bitch about them when I'm there, but I miss them when I'm not. Go figure.
Ooh... best of all... I found a sweet little lop-eared stuffed bunny in the gift shop at work that is calling my name... can you hear it, too? I have no control when it comes to lagomorphs; none whatsoever!
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Let me get this straight. You're leaving town? I thought you were "just" leaving your work? 'Cause if you're "just" leaving your work, it seems realistic to think you might see your new buddies again, no?
Good luck shopping, and have a great time Saturday!
Molasses man, huh?
Why am I picturing that scene from Flashdance when Jennifer Beals and That Dude were walking home from the restaurant (yeah, THAT scene with the foot) and they come across some world-class breakdancers who just happen to be hanging in the middle of nowhere doing a performance. Good times, I say. Good times.
The line that every woman dreams of being able to say: "I need to shop for something that fits...soon! Everything I have is either too big or just not suitable."
Every woman except our dear LiVEwiRe, it seems :) Suck it up, Doll, do the shopping and have a blast at the party.
ps... d'ya think Molasses Man is related to Stabby Man? A slice of sweetness in your neighbourhood?
Anne - Well.... I may be leaving town. Right now I'm kind of 50/50 on that part of it. It's all very confusing but I have decided to go out Saturday. This should be pretty interesting! =)
Jason - You do recall that that movie was filmed in Pittsburgh, right? Lol... maybe he's trying to make a comeback! I'll send him your way to see what you think.
Beelze - I was trying to keep that Queen Latifah thing a secret from you and I guess it just slipped; oops! I'm taking a cab there so I just may have TWO for you! Heehee.... this may assist me in the man-ass maneuver! Find some rest during your busy weekend!
Terri - Wow, so you mean for a brief, shining moment I was the envy of women the world over? =) You know, I DO think Stabby-Man and Molasses-Man are related. One lives in the back of my house, the other in the front. Although I don't like molasses, I'll take that half of the dynamic duo... seems safer!
hey look what the cat dragged in!! - did ya miss me? hehehe
well did ya? hmmm?
all your clothes are too big huh? mine too!! unfortunately they fit me just fine though =(
I'm glad you're getting (got?) out - although in my experience, I usually find that 'OUT' isn't all it's cracked up to be hehehe I hope your experience is better!!
Molasses-Man sounds like a reject from a David Lynch movie!! - at least someone in your town knows tai chi.... I would imagine the majority of the locals in kittyville would AT BEST think you were mistakenly referring to the dyslexically similar sounding (albeit redundant) beverage, chai tea - of course that's assuming that the local gas & gulp sells some form of chai tea hehehe
anyway I hope your cousin is ok!!
So? What's the scoop? Did you have a good time??? ;)
Caucasian Queen Latifah ... Hmm.
:pondering
Kitty - Hey you! Lol... your clothes comment had me rolling - I can identify still! yeah, sometimes going out makes me just want to go back home but all in all, it was good. I may be one of the only people in my neighborhood that knows what either Tai Chi or chai tea is - perhaps he was just hallucinating?!
Stacy - Yeah, it was a pretty good time. I'm considering putting a few highlights in a post since it's such a rare event!
AbNorMal - If you saw her, you'd see where I'm coming from. She has the same bone structure, eyes, nose; kind of an uncanny resemblance. I've always thought Queen Latifah was pretty but one thing my cousin can't do is sing like her! ;)
you dont like shopping I love it. But I dont like it when the malls are all crampt up I like to go during the week when its nice and quiet. If you dont like to shop you SHOULD not go shopping with me I go to every shop to see what they have and then I end up going back to the first shop just to buy a jean or sometimes nothing. My mom refuses to go with me. I am very full of shit when it comes to clothes.
Take comfort in the fact that you have a better quality kind of unhappy.
Whatalotoffun - That's when I go (when I finally force myself), late morning or early afternoon when there's hardly anyone around. My mom won't come with me when I have to shop for shoes... I take forever because I'm so picky, and I'm just talking about athletic shoes for work!
Kyknoord - Ah, yes... that is sort of a calming thought to help me reqroup... ;)
Everyone everywhere is weird, but thats normal to them. What is weird? How do you determine weird? Is hugging a tree weird? Is jumping onto a bed of nails weird? Is George Bush being elected as president weird? (actually that more stupid than weird).
One thing is for certain though...I AM WEIRD(and so are you)
Yes I am back, and with 40% more madness and oddity than before, FACT!
Motor - Yay! I've missed you! You're right, what is normal to one is insanity to another. And I think we both fall into the weird category on several counts. =) As far as Bush being elected (TWICE...go figure), that must be in it's own stupidly ridiculous category! Voting for him once was dumb, but twice? Idiots!
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