Randomness
Ok so While making a delivery today I decided that I want to get paid to drive around and take random pictures of things I see like that odd looking guy with the majorly big glasses driving down Cascade today, or the cool hilly-farm area in Ada. I would post these things on a website, write about them, and then get paid for it basically a corporate sponsored version of Josh’s random observations, both visual and philisophical.
Library Homeless Man Strikes Again!
I would also take a picture of the guy that I have mentioned a bunch of times before…he is now sitting in the “Webcat Coralls” on a crappy stool…this is his way around the password and log-in stuff…still wearing that purple shirt, still printing stuff off like a mad-man, still walking around with his hand in the back of his pants! I really need to get the balls to walk up to this guy and say “We need to talk…Who the heck are you? and what the heck are you doing?”
Train Tracks
In an effort to relieve myself from the everyday boredom of working, coming home, and watching a movie…I decided to walk on the traintracks by my townhouse. I followed them all the way down to Kalamazoo rd. It was quite fun. The sunset was one of the most beautiful that I have ever seen and combined with the fact that it was reflecting off the tracks leading me on a glowing, orange pathway of light into new cool places was a high point. I followed it under behind GRCHS and under Plymouth. the tracks run next to the gold course which I think would be a cool place to lie on a blanket and watch the night sky with a special lady (as long as the sprinklers don’t go on) I found a few dead animals, one being a decapitated racoon. and then ended up in the midst of a graveyard on Kalamazoo…I don’t think the people living there mind the noise too much…the end
In Conclusion: There are too many random things that are funny, confusing, odd, and interesting that go un-noticed and un-mentioned in my life, and I am sure other people’s lives. I just wish I was paid to report my findings
Movie: Donnie Brasco