Wednesday, August 27, 2008

Lunch today

- I sat in a seat on the sidewalk with my eyes closed and let the wind blow across my face and tried to have it blow through my mind. Opened my eyes for an instant when of course someone was looking at me. Next thing, he's sitting next to me chatting me up in his Oklahoman kinda looking homeless way. It's not a lie yet if I say I'm married.

- I was walking back to the office and ran into a co-worker from my former job. Chat chat chat. To me: 'you look like you're pregnant!'. I just looked at her speechless and looked at my stomach. 'No, no, you have that glow.' I guess it was the glow of sitting on a sidewalk seat with the wind blowing through my hair.

9 comments:

evilesb138 said...

...if a guy says that, he ends up with a black eye....

Welcome to my world. I am one of the more unapproachable people on the planet and yet crazy people just love me. I had some crack pot telling me about her problems on the bus today. (I forgot to recharge the iPod last night--never again will I forget)

VoR said...

maybe the glow was because you were able to say, "I'm married."

Mel said...

I'm liking the bit about the wind blowing across your face and through your mind....

The rest.....not so much....LOL

Hump day--let's remember that! ;-)

The CEO said...

Maybe that look came from the spicy gazpachio you had to eat? Could make you look glowy.

NoRegrets said...

Evile-yeah, you are right about that. I would'a clocked her if she'd been a man.
Perhaps you look a little crazy yourself?? :-)

Voice of Reason - um, not really.

Mel-it did blow a few cobwebs out.

Monty-yeah, the gas building up in my body... har.

Churlita said...

What kind of insensitive idiot tells someone they look like they're pregnant - especially a woman. Duh.

I'm a freak magnet too. Every two toothed, wig wearing homeless guy who sees me thinks I'm his new best friend.

NoRegrets said...

Oh, Churlita, well, she's originally from Uganda. Does that explain it? I didn't think so either, but oh well...

NoRegrets said...

oh, ps, this guy had a slice of ear hanging off the side of his ear. Kinda like a handle. Very odd...

aoc gold said...

Where Go The Boats?

(1)

Dark brown is the river,
Golden is the sand.

It floats along forever,

With trees on either hand.
(2)

Green leaves a-floating,

Castles of the foam,

Boats of mine a-floating

Where will all come home?
(3)

On goes the river

And out past the mill,

Away down the valley,

Away down the hill.
(4)

Away down the river,
A hundred miles or more,
Other little children

Shall bring my boats ashore.
-----by aoc powerlevewling