Thursday, June 25, 2009

My Space

So, I'm sitting under a big willow oak on the capitol grounds watching some weird hippie family walk (tie dye? seriously?) by to my left. After they passed I turned my head and some dude had sat down on the grass a foot away from me! If I hadn't been transfixed by the unwashed communards then perhaps I could have avoided this disaster by flashing this guy my best scowl.

Who does that by the way? We're in a pretty large grassy area under a tree that casts a shadow the size of a baseball diamond and you've got to sit 12 inches away from me? That's too close, man, too close.


Pete said...

no matter where you run away to, you'll always be surrounded by goofy people.

gagknee said...

what about texas?