The title kinda sounds like a bad photograph… The things we see and the things we do! After all, it’s those ‘Indecent exposures’ camera buffs are after! So you might even say we’ve lost another Kodak Moment when you imagine all the hair-brained situations most of us find ourselves in. You know? It’s just those kind of days, when you’re just minding your own freaking business, that screw-ball things can happen! That’s why certain events can baffle us so much. Life can sometimes rush in on you so fast, you get caught with your pants down!
That’s why I get a little confused when people say they can’t think of anything to write about; be where life is unfolding, be observant and non-biased, and you’ll have a good blog entry every single day, non-fail! It’s just that people tend not to notice these little, quirks of life as interesting enough to write about. And that’s where they’re wrong, because people have all sorts of strange habits, if you only look more closely… What should you write about? Keep thinking hard on that, and it will come to you. You have my word as both a Leach and a Creep!
Case in point… At first, I didn’t want Leslie’s nephew, Mr. PH.D (knucklehead), yacking in my ear all day! Soon however, contrasting his enormous brain power against the calamity of errors life throws at us, provided me with a rich medium for blog topics! He always would bend over to do something, and display the crack of his ass, and I did warn him a number of times, that only Plumbers are allowed to do that, but nobody ever listens to me!
So it turns out, he was at the car wash, and every time he’d bend down to clean something, the sun would glint off the crack of his ass! So he offended a Homo Cop, who arrested him for indecent exposure… Then they found out he had an outstanding warrant for failing to appear. Well he certainly didn’t fail to appear this time! Anyway, this gave them reason to hold him for three days!
So the Judge said he’s already served his time for not appearing, dismissed the indecent expose charge as ‘unintentional’, and let him go… Here comes the interesting part! Because Leslie called and said he was suicidal, with all good intentions, they actually treated him worse, denying him food for the entire time, or a single blanket when he was cold; and hundreds of them were piled up just outside his cell! See? When they think you’re broken, they try to finish you off! And what does all that education bring hither from Mr. PH.D as the trumpet sounds? He took a cab home to the tune of $238.00; the knucklehead!