OK – so on the way home today I was walking down the street and saw a house that has two large, carved (wood) Rottweilers on either side of the front stoop. I did a double-take, then just laughed to myself and moved on. Wood Rottweilers? I’ve seen stone lions, griffins and dragons, but Rottweilers? I guess it would have been worse had it been Shi Tzu’s, a pair Bichon Frise or Pugs (the latter being the ‘unofficial dog’ of Seattle).

This isn’t the first weird thing that I have seen on our street. Last year (take that time-stamp with a grain of salt) – I was walking to the bus and actually saw A BANANA PEEL on the sidewalk. Having been ‘edumacated’ and ‘moydolized’ in the hallowed halls of Looney Tunes – naturally this was a conundrum: Do I simply savor the (once so far in my life) sight on its own; Do I actually STEP on it and see if it makes me actually slip and fall?; Or finally, Do I simply tell the story ad nauseam at many later dates? I opted for choice #3 – but it was still a cool thing to consider on the way to the bus.

And finally, when we first moved into this house (about 10 years ago this fall), there was a house about 3-4 doors down, white, that had a big 80s poster in the window (facing the street) of what looked like a Lamborghini Countach getting humped by a black panther. Or at minimum, they were in the picture together. Again – no Patrick Nagel painting this – but definitely way 80s. I was sad when (I think) those people must have moved and took the kitty-humping italian supercar poster with them. Sniff!

It’s all good…..

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So – a post not about entertainment media for once. In the somewhat introspective (or lately, negative) mood I’m in typically on the way home from work on the bus – somehow today about mid-ride, my mood took a sudden upturn.

I’m sure this is no news to anyone who has been around me for > 5 minutes, but I have long been a ‘fish out of water’ – most days I either don’t feel connected to most normal people’s daily experience – and on the rest of the days I sometimes alienate them on purpose, ‘just because’. This isn’t a new phenomenon, it’s always pretty much been there since the precocious youth – ask around. I usually draw on the philosophies of Keith Moon with a liberal helping of Patrick McGoohan melted on top. This served alongside being a huge nerd, fan of Sticking It To The Man, and green things.

But today I realized – ‘WHO CARES!’ Does this mean I will be any less of ‘a pill’ (words of a famous local philosopher) – probably not. Does it mean I still can’t wait to leave ‘Maggie’s Farm’ – nope, that’s top priority. But it MAY mean I don’t have to wait for things to come to me anymore. Not sure why I thought that for so long, but hopefully I am beginning to leave that behind – time will tell.

Anyway, if that’s not enigmatic enough for you, i’m sure i’ll think of something better in the coming months – stay tuned 🙂

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