not drowning, but... The man and I have this thing where we wave at each other as I climb my back-entry stairs at night...in fact, if he's in the yard and I'm coming home and we don't wave our little "hey" I think a tidal wave jinx will crash in and drown me, in the vein of locusts/my fish dying (new permutation)/bad rerun of The Simpsons. Really, though, he is so kind and so sage (maybe I'm reading into this a bit...ok, a lot?) and I guess the point is that I hope I'm a good neighbor one day. I hope I rescue papers from sprinklers, and make brownies (when appropriate), and take in ratty lost cats. I'll definitely be waving. At everyone. fell on 2005-06-13 at 9:41 p.m. |
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