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Monday, January 3, 2005
Cleaning Up Their Act
This morning I see that the longshoreman who lives with the ho's has the day off. He's sitting on his balcony holding a bottle in a brown sack. From time to time he takes a sip. Meanwhile his stable of female employees is busy out in the street cleaning up their ho-mobile. Whatever else they do with their lives, those women can certainly clean up a car. Big Shot on the balcony now and then pointed out some imperfection in their work.
About 10:00 A.M. the mailman came along. He has a short route here, does the whole thing in about 15 minutes. When he came down my side of the street I went out to get the mail and save him trying to stuff it all into the box. He wished me Happy New Year and then paused and added, "You know, sometimes I don't hardly believe things I see and hear in this neighborhood. I live in Virginia Beach and I'm a Sheriff's Deputy there. So imagine how I felt when those characters across the street tried to sell me crack just now." He walked away shaking his head.
On a more positive note, the yard guy showed up early this morning and got going on my fence. He used up all the leftover white paint in the garage doing a first coat. It looks wonderful. Tomorrow I have to get to Home Depot and buy the finish coat. The temperature outside is somewhere in the low 80's, perfect painting weather. I was going to eat lunch on the porch, but the sun was too hot! Imagine that on January 3.
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