I have escaped from behind the fabled Pine Curtain of northeast Texas. I have learned much. Here is my tale...
Wednesday, September 21, 2005
Everyday Crazies
There's this old homeless dude who sits out on the bus stop bench in front of Seattle's Best Coffee at 5th/Lamar every morning, talking to himself and praying. As the cars go by, he gives them either a thumbs-up or a thumbs-down, muttering to himself all the while. I always get a thumbs-down from this guy, but I don't feel too bad about it because the thumbs-down gestures are far more common than the thumbs up. But still, I keep hoping for the thumbs-up. I think it would just make my day.
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