While delivering mail at work today I glanced at my reflection in one of the windows.....For a moment, I thought that I was a fourteen year old boy.....with my hair pulled back into my hood and my fists crammed into my pockets.....
A fourteen year old boy, waiting for his mom after his Dungeons and Dragons' meeting........who only joined the club because it made him feel better about himself to hang out with kids who play nerdy role-playing games (although, deep down he knows that he's the bigger loser.........and he sucks at Dungeons and Dragons).......
Well, anyways......it caught me totally off gaurd......
I love that, those moments when you don't recognize yourself......and you're surprised.....by yourself.....

Hmmm......I also hate John Wayne movies....

Is anything more exciting than getting packages in the mail?...........nope-er-roo

I need to get out and dance......

Booty-shakin', Booty-shakin'........lord I love to shake my booty!!!!

"......Huh......"
Just like his pappa.....

Poor Robin...
People who steal things from other people stink.
Now I'm feeling guilty....
I once "liberated" a kid's scooter from someone's curb, it was lying with their garbage so I figured it was mine for the taking....
But what if it wasn't.....what if some little kid set it there by accident and woke up the next morning to find his precious wheels were gone.....
I'm a jerk
I actually might still have it around somewhere.....so if you're interested in a ten year old's sweet ride, it's yours......