Saturday, May 21, 2005
Midway Upon A Time In Dark Wilderness Far, Far Away
The show ended past 1am. And for some bizarre reason, I decided that the air was fresh and it was a good time for a walk the 2.5 km home. Passed by a couple of drunks, and one guy who was holding on to this really cute girl, but at the same time with this other guy sort of enjoying biting the guy’s T-shirt… ok nevermind.
The interesting part of course, were the wild dogs. I have no idea why dogs tend to not like me, though it could be the fact that I like cats, that I (apparently) have feline photo-tendencies, or just that I sort of, you know, can’t… freaking… stand… dogs. I mean, they don’t play fair. One rascal dog barks and they’re on you like a pack of… you know, dogs. Ah, but… prepared, I was. Beware, they should. Not that I actually whacked any doggie butt as much as it was deserved (my bark is worse than their sap), but tips are: 1. Have a umbrella ready, and 2. Open your arms wide – it exaggerates the size. But for the first time, I really did enjoy my first public Darth Sidious impression, even if the audience was canine.
Midway upon the journey of our life
I found myself in a dark wilderness
For I had wandered from the straight and true.
Ten points to whoever who knows where that came from. Hmm… much of the Google I sense in you. Bah.