Thursday, November 03, 2005


Conversation from last night, in the parking lot of a discount store:

CRAZY LADY IN BLACK SCARF: (as she uncovers her face, which was completely covered by the scarf) They don't sell any of those diversity stickers anywhere in this town, do they?

ME: (disbelief) Um, no...

CRAZY LADY: (laughing) Well, just look at this town! Not much here, is there?

ME: (dumbfounded) Um...yeah...

Rather than comment on yet another white person making another totally unnecessary quip to me (not a racist comment, but still...come on!), I think I'll just dwell on the fact that I'm apparently like catnip to crazy people. They love talking to me. Doesn't matter where I am or what I'm doing. If they're three fries short of a Happy Meal, they want to have a discussion with me.

I'll try to get the announcement up t'm'row before I leave for work...


Bright-Eyes said...

LAMO...lord have mercy.

Being black can be utterly hilarious, can't it?? That is great..

Did you offer her a watermelon smirnoff and tell her that you weren't part of the wedding party?

You have that, "I will stop and talk to you" look about you also. We need to work on that a little.

Now, if you know where you are going, why can't you just TELL US!?!?!?!?

lauren said...

My goodness, K Lance, how we've grown. I've read your blog from beginning to end (having just discovered it today) and I feel like I'm getting to know a different person. And we were tight for at least part of the time you were last on the east coast.

I hope I have become as interesting a person to get to know as you are.

Come home. That's my vote.