...tuesday morning blues
so it's like this.
the bastard takes the bus for social reasons.
i mean who needs to take the bus when your commute is a 10 minute walk through the gauntlet of jackasses on 3rd ave in the morning.
so i take the bus for social reasons.
if i leave the office same time as red beard, i take the bus on park.
but yesterday evening, there was a man sitting on a box.
old timey camera in tow.
his hat folded on one side as if on safari in manhattan.
it seemed very mutual of omaha's wild kingdom.
that's all i got.
not everything is a goddam novel.