Things Only Ace Thinks About

Sometimes my life is boring. Sometimes it's interesting. Usually it's more often the former and not so much the latter. Sometimes I can make it through my day only by pretending I have a documentary crew following me around, and that's when I'm glad that my inner-monologue cannot be heard by others. Everyone thinks like this, yes? And everyone loves Elvis, and the Brady Bunch, and Stephen King, and birthdays, right?

Wednesday, October 12, 2005

Excuse me?

Ok, so I shouldn't be surprised at anything I see in this bizarre-o town that I live in, but I always am.

So I'm driving this morning and I see a man sitting in his front yard. Ok, kind of weird, especially when you consider that it was 6:50 am. Add to that that he was sitting on a rusty old lawn chair. Little weirder, but not too bad still. Then I look again and he is watching a TV. He is sitting in his front yard in a rusty lawn chair at 6:50 in the morning watching TV. On a chilly October morning. Odd, yes? I completely wanted to stop and see what he was watching, but I was too lazy/too busy. I'm guessing it was either Good Morning America or midget porn.

In other news, my dog ate a birthday candle last night.

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