Another downtown Bmore story Im standing on the corner of Pratt and president watching and listening to a young man yelling at himself about gum balls he shouldve eaten but some how misplaced, and how now he was hungry. Then this old man next to me that I didnt know was there ( Im still trying to figure out where he came from) says, and I quote, that young boy there, is crazier than that glue they got, he needs to talk to a wig mechanic, today! For some unknown reason I acknowledged the old mans presence and his comment by uttering a simple but noticeable humph! The old guy takes that as a green light to continue with, yessir, that boys brain is as soft as yesterdays ice cream, and, hes put so many chemicals on it, that his head glows in the dark, yessir ree! I used great constraint by NOT asking the old guy if he knew the young guy from group therapy, then I turned abruptly and went back the way I came, trying to figure out which one of them was the most entertaining.
Posted on: Fri, 22 Nov 2013 20:56:32 +0000
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