Secret Pop

Aug 27, 2005

The Wee Hours

I just came home and walked my dog. And when we were outside, I saw my neighbors across the street arrive home, and an adult dude was carrying a fully grown but totally unconscious other adult dude the way you would carry a sleeping child -- a child who fell asleep during the ride home. Only this child's legs were so long that his feet were nearly dragging on the sidewalk.

And I came back in just in time to see the scene in that Steven Seagal movie where this guy I used to date gets thrown down a flight of stairs. How like a movie life so often is.

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