i moved house at the end of last summer, and i still don't have curtains or blinds up on my bedroom window. i know that's a risky thing, but somehow i just haven't had time, yet, to sit down and make them. might have a wee bit to do with the fact that i'm lazy and sewing sort of bores me. also because i don't have a lot of room in my new apartment to spread out and cut the fabric. anyways... so, i walked into my room last night (very late) to get ready for bed. oh, a little background information: my landlords - the nicest people in the world - live next door, and have an 18ish-year-old son who's still in school, and occupies the basement near the back of their house, which is where my bedroom is, in relation. normally, there are blinds, and some kind of paper or shades or something over the window to his area of the basement. last night, however, when i walked into my bedroom, and glanced out the window, i noticed that the window was bare, and i could see straight in. i jumped when i saw what was there. i knew that trying to describe it with words would be sadly ineffective, so i took a picture:
it's like some kind of creepy dummy. i was waiting for it to turn its head to look at me. i was afraid to look at it, but intrigued, all the same. there are actually two dummies there, i believe. it's probably hard to tell, but there's a bit of brownish hair by where the guy's mouth and chin are. that's the other one's head, slumped against his shoulder. the reason i'm sure there are two involved, besides the fact that i can see it better in the daylight, is that there was another point in time when i could see in, and the main dummy's legs were just visible towards the right of the window. he was most likely sitting in a chair with both feet on the floor. but there was also another leg that was sort of positioned over the main guy's lap. when i had first glanced at that pose, i thought that the son was down there making out! i didn't watch, but every once in awhile, i would go past my window, glance out again, and they would still be there. well, after several hours of complete stillness, i decided it probably wasn't real people, but dummies. because, you know. it's perfectly reasonable to assume that
everyone has some life-sized crash-test dummies posed in their basements.
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this is from a conversation i overheard in the office this morning:
js: did you know he was an optimist?
je: murphy was an optimist?
js: yeah
je: "everything that
can go wrong,
will"?
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my supervisor at work orders food from the Schwann man every other week. if you don't know what that is, and want to, let me know, and i'll explain (long story short, he's like a grocery store on wheels). it doesn't really make a huge difference to the story, i suppose. just that he had new catalogs, and passed some out to the rest of us (even though we never order because it's so expensive). while browsing through her copy, one of my co-workers (S) discovered that they sell strawberry daiquiri sorbet (aka, ice cream, aka sherbet, whatever). so i got this really huge, really great idea. you could get some rum, pour it in a glass, and then drop a couple scoops of strawberry daiquiri sorbet into it -- like a STRAWBERRY DAIQUIRI FLOAT!! how much fun would that be! it would be like root beer floats, only alcoholic!
anyone want to try one with me?!!
