October 2, 2010 by sandwichcontrol
Hey everybody. It’s Saturday, which means you won’t be reading this until well after the sun is up. Lucky you, getting to sleep until 8am. I got up at 6am. Just like I do everyday of the week. Since I somehow got roped into working today, I therefore had to abide by the rules of “the days that you work”. So, I’m up early. Originally, I had “volunteered” to work at Art In the Park (which is located at Harry E. Kelley park, you should go) but Le Duke wants to fire a kiln tomorrow. So, rather than spending my entire Saturday working and not getting paid, I will be spending it working and getting paid. That is until 5pm when I “get” to go “help” with the tear down of the event.
Hopefully, at some point today, I will be able to take a break from glazing and go eat at a restaurant that I can review. That’s the good thing about working today, I am my own boss for the day. Oh, that reminds me, my new article is finally up on the City Wire. It went up yesterday afternoon. You can click here to read it.
Enough about work. It’s depressing. Let talk about fun stuff. Oh, have you seen the True Grit trailer? It is most excellent. Here:
Looks pretty sweet, right? Well, the Dude abides.
So, yesterday when I got home from work, I sat down outside to smoke a cigarette and do a little car wash watching like I do everyday after work. I always get a kick out of the people that pull up to the street and open all of their doors, crank up the music, and then “detail” their cars. This detailing process usually involves making it look like they are drying their rims or polishing their chrome accents, but in reality they are just wasting time and trying to get attention, either from the opposite sex or from their peers. This act speaks volumes. It says “I am well off and I take care of the things that are important to me. I’m a suitable partner for mating.” Anyway, I enjoy watching this display in its natural environment. Usually, if not always, this act is performed by males. Thinking of it as some sort of Urban mating dance. Men of all races, ages, creeds, etc. perform this mating dance. I once saw a middle-aged white guy spend four hours detailing his mid-90s Chrysler sedan. Don’t get me wrong, women also detail their cars and they take great pride in it. They do not, however, usually pick the spot that is up front by the road to do so.
Anyway, I get home yesterday to do my observations and what do I see instead of the brothers detailing their cars? A whole gaggle of white girls. Rims on a Hyundai, white girls. I was very confused and, frankly, still am. It was such a bizarre display that it threw me for a loop. Maybe they were fishing for a Baby Daddy. I mean the one that was knocked up was being protected and cared for by the rest of the pack. Maybe it is sort of a “takes a village to raise a child” thing. Who knows? I could not risk blowing my cover as the silent observer in order to find out what the Hell they were doing. Hey, it wasn’t like I was up in a tree with my binoculars or anything. I was sitting on the stoop with Pancake Land. She was flummoxed as well. It was the first time that either of us had seen such a display since we’ve lived here. Maybe it was the Autumnal female mating dance to ensure that they have a warm nest for the Winter. Hmmm…. I just don’t know.
Anyway, I’ve got to get ready for work. Enjoy your day off for me. More soon. ~SC
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