May. 12th, 2004

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I'm out walking the dog tonight, coming home, walking down the Esplanade and I see something laying on the sidewalk ahead of me. As I get closer I see it's a guy laying on the ground, his torso on the sidewalk and his legs in the gutter. He doesn't move as I walk past him. The dog even gives his head a nose poke and gets no response. The guy looked dead to me. I have no cell phone and no place is open this late at night, in that area of town. I keep walking and see a cop car coming down the Esplanade on the other side of the street. I wave at him and shout and he pulls around. I point at the guy on the sidewalk. The cop gets out and eventually the guy wakes up. He is alive. He had to be some kind of seriously fucked up though, to be laying there like he was. I went on my way home.

I had a good day at work. Well, more or less. Boring as hell as usual, but it was still a good day, as far as my actual work goes. Listened to Fugazi a lot at work today. Seems like good music to keep me going there.

I'm not getting enough sleep though. Staying up too late every night. Dang internet.
bluedog: (Default)
I'm out walking the dog tonight, coming home, walking down the Esplanade and I see something laying on the sidewalk ahead of me. As I get closer I see it's a guy laying on the ground, his torso on the sidewalk and his legs in the gutter. He doesn't move as I walk past him. The dog even gives his head a nose poke and gets no response. The guy looked dead to me. I have no cell phone and no place is open this late at night, in that area of town. I keep walking and see a cop car coming down the Esplanade on the other side of the street. I wave at him and shout and he pulls around. I point at the guy on the sidewalk. The cop gets out and eventually the guy wakes up. He is alive. He had to be some kind of seriously fucked up though, to be laying there like he was. I went on my way home.

I had a good day at work. Well, more or less. Boring as hell as usual, but it was still a good day, as far as my actual work goes. Listened to Fugazi a lot at work today. Seems like good music to keep me going there.

I'm not getting enough sleep though. Staying up too late every night. Dang internet.
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While washing my car this evening (pretty much a futile effort, the pollen, sap and bird shit from all the trees around here make it filthy again within an hour. Squirrel shit too, probably. I assume they defecate, though I can't say I've ever seen a squirrel drop a load) and I noticed a dent on the hood, right on the edge. A new dent. My car only has a few dents, they are all small and they are all from before I bought it, except this one. It's right on the edge of the hood and it caused the sheet metal to sort of bend over a support underneath and cracked the paint, which is the worst part. I found a pretty hefty chunk of wood near my car the other day but didn't think of looking to see if it hit my pretty, but I think it did. Damm tree. I bet it was a squirrel, jumping up and down on the old branch till it broke. Tattoo want's to eat all squirrels but I've been holding him back. Maybe I'll Release the Hound! and we'll have squirrel carnage. I doubt he would actually catch one though.
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While washing my car this evening (pretty much a futile effort, the pollen, sap and bird shit from all the trees around here make it filthy again within an hour. Squirrel shit too, probably. I assume they defecate, though I can't say I've ever seen a squirrel drop a load) and I noticed a dent on the hood, right on the edge. A new dent. My car only has a few dents, they are all small and they are all from before I bought it, except this one. It's right on the edge of the hood and it caused the sheet metal to sort of bend over a support underneath and cracked the paint, which is the worst part. I found a pretty hefty chunk of wood near my car the other day but didn't think of looking to see if it hit my pretty, but I think it did. Damm tree. I bet it was a squirrel, jumping up and down on the old branch till it broke. Tattoo want's to eat all squirrels but I've been holding him back. Maybe I'll Release the Hound! and we'll have squirrel carnage. I doubt he would actually catch one though.

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