Is it done raining?

June 20, 2007

It just stops raining as I step out for the morning walk to the bus stop. The sun is just showing a bit of leg. Feels good. It rained all night, I think. The streets have that spotty wet look that seems so comforting. I’m on the walk with the ‘phones going. I see a guy up ahead, walking towards me. He’s wearing a winter jacket and heavy boots, smoke in left hand, left arm hooked to his mouth taking a puff. The guy hasn’t seen me yet. We’re still about 50 feet apart. He looks up suddenly, like I’ve startled him. He instantly starts to divert his walking path. Makes a b-line for the parking lot we are currently crossing. Very strange. He’s consciously avoiding me for some reason. Has my mere presence offended him in some way? Have I forgotten to put on pants and underwear again? Maybe he’s a fundamentalist Christian and I wore my Jesus is A Cunt shirt again. When he is past, I walk through the remnants of his path. It is then that I catch the faint but unmistakably sweet smell of pot. The guy was enjoying a leftie before work. Don’t know why he was so sheepish about it. It’s a regular thing around here; almost condoned. It seems to me that our attitudes toward public consumption of pot are interesting. The sight of a guy downing a bottle of whiskey on his way to work would cause most people to pause and pass harsh judgment. But a guy pulling on a spliff? It doesn’t even seem to raise eyebrows anymore (at least, not in the places I travel). An interesting situation, I think.

Vignette #205

2 reader comments (closed)

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Rich

Whats with the horse? Hallucination?

Jun 20, 2007 • 08:39

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Gravel

The horse is symbolic of an unfettered life. Or something like that. It has no bearing on this post. It’s just a cool image I found when I was sifting through my old photos. Can’t remember where it was taken.

Jun 20, 2007 • 14:23

Tin horse on a pink wall, june 07

Tin horse on a pink wall, june 07

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