That Crazy Avenue of Trees
For the moment, I would pick Belle & Sebastian if I could be in a band. One reason is lyrics like these: “But to be myself completely I’ve just got to let you down”. I love that stuff.
Dare you ask- “About what”? “All number of things to be honest,” I reply in a childishly coy tone.
The Grammer Bible proved most helpful today. I really should use that more.
Now something about bleeding. On the 13th of February 2006, I was washing the windows at Oviedo Crossroads’ shopping center. “How very very uninteresting.” Near the end of such night time work, I started to hasten; in other words I started to hustle (that is to say, I worked faster). I also managed to fillet a fingernail (pinky nail to be more specific) sized piece of skin off my right index fingers’ first knuckle (from the top down). No big deal, it hurt, I said “ow,” (wink wink nudge) and kept working. Much to my annoyance I bled far more than such a wound really merited. Now I know you’re thinking, “Oh come on, how much could you have bled?” Well, to put it plainly, as I continued working there was enough blood to splatter off my finger and onto more than one window. I also covered the right side of my shirt with blood trying to prevent the aforementioned from happening. So not only was I now dirty and wet, but also bloody! At this point it’s appropriate to inform you by the bye that I also had not shaved and was wearing a beanie, which just so happens to accentuate my white-trashy facial features. Well no big deal cause I’m done working right? No and yes; in that order. I had to stop by Wally World on the way home since I needed to purchase some “Can-O-Air” products for my car tire. So there I am, dirty, wet, bloody, and all white trash looking, (insert cheesy low blow such as, “What was so strange about that?”) walking around Wal-Mart at 10:00 P.M. Oh yea baby, I was looking like a stud, so GQ. Of course I mean that in a “I’m beautiful on the inside,” kind of way. Because really aren’t we all? So as it turns out, I’m a bleeder and white trash. Hooray!
I think it’s worth noting that I do a poor job of maintaining any particular tense in the above.
I need to drink more water. In more ways than one. I also need more vitamins. Man I thought I covered this. SHEEEEESH!
If Esther were made into a play, which part would you audition for? I think I would audition for the role of Ha’thach or Heg’ai. Not for any other reason than to say, “No I’m not a eunuch, but I play one in the Bible!” HAHAHAHAHA Oh my side…
PS Please accept my apology for over use of punctuation, I have yet to learn how to use it correctly. But I have been reminded it’s there; so I use it.
Sophie wrote:
You can think of it as a good experiment. You’ve tried white man in suit respected in the bank, so you know what that feels like. Now you can add this to your list of stuff you’ve done: Looked scary and bloody wandering around Walmart. How great is that!
What a great story!
Posted on 14-Feb-06 at 11:49 pm | Permalink
sarah wrote:
I can’t stop laughing! What an image you conjured up! (perhaps you scraped a capillary, if not a vein?)
Vashti
hahahahaha!
Posted on 15-Feb-06 at 1:55 am | Permalink
Vi wrote:
HAHAHAHAHAHAHA! Great post.
Great story. I wonder how many security guards had their eye on you. You should try walking into a bank like that!
hmm, tough ester question. i’d probably direct.
Posted on 15-Feb-06 at 10:47 am | Permalink
C.P.C wrote:
I can sympathize for I have been in that predicament many times when I was roofing and with regards to the blood thing that wasn’t a lot of blood wait till you have a self-inflicted 3 hour nose bleed just because you blew your nose. Any way I still sympathize since yah that must have hurt.
Now you know that if we reenacted Ester I would have to be Mordecai he was loyal to Jehovah because he refused to bow before Haman since he was an Amalekite and he was cool because he foiled a plot by Bigthan and Teresh ( what a name Bigthan wow what can I say I’m glad it’s not mine he must have been the bud of all jokes) Basically Mordecai was the man so I would have to say him.
Posted on 16-Feb-06 at 4:46 am | Permalink
it's not poor grammar, it's creative english wrote:
try finding yourself at the emergency room wearing gold-glittered jeans (i know, i KNOW)
a ‘life is good’ sweatshirt with a ski boot on it, and a black velvet pinstripe coat.
not that that’s ever happened to me. ahem.
i would say king ahasuerus, because portraying his cluelessness would likely be rather fun. but, being of the inappropriate gender, i can see how nabbing that role might be tough. so, i’m going to go with the lead part and say esther. bringing out the subtleties of thought leading to her actions would be an interesting challenge.
Posted on 16-Feb-06 at 11:38 am | Permalink
domingo wrote:
I would have been quite upset in your predicament,
NOBODY MAKES ME BLEED MY OWN BLOOD!!! Specialy MEE!!
About the play thing, I’d be happy to land the role of the 3rd Israelite in the Susa ambush. Ester 9:15.
Posted on 20-Feb-06 at 2:29 am | Permalink
TESTPLUG wrote:
if you’ve spent as many hours there as I have belive me thay have seen worse walk in the door…. to realy finish off the look you would had to knock out a few of your teath and, had a really ratty pony tail.
I would go for a rolel but probly get cast by Vi as one of the kings gaurds!
Posted on 20-Feb-06 at 8:52 am | Permalink
Daniel wrote:
Bleeding at work is possibly one of the most annoying things I’ve ever had to put up with. It’s such a waste of time.
Posted on 20-Feb-06 at 2:47 pm | Permalink
RK wrote:
Can-o-air…….an interesting product. Can they make can-o other things that a person could need in a tough situation? How about can-o-social skills, or can-o-good jokes?
Posted on 20-Feb-06 at 6:13 pm | Permalink