Someone just drove by my house and slowed way down and looked at me. That was creepy. Maybe this porch isn't the best place to do illegal things at this hour. Or maybe we just need a back porch.
In other unfortunate news regarding my current porch situation, I almost burned my soup. That's right. Before I came outside, I put some soup on the stove, then totally forgot about it until I had been outside for a few minutes. I remembered just at the crucial moment, then dashed in and saved the soup.
Someone just slammed on their brakes at the stop light by my house.
Maybe I should write a blog about people watching on my porch and everything I see. In a few minutes I could write about the convertible parked in front of the house next door with its top down gets robbed just after its owner leaves in the passenger seat of another car.
The other night I attempted to boycott a percussionist at my college. I have nothing against her, and we're on very friendly terms. I just thought it would be interesting to try to boycott another human being. Just, you decide there's a boycott and suddenly they no longer exist. You could probably write your congressman and ask that this person be prosecuted for existing.
I just saw two women walking with a young child down the sidewalk. As soon as I looked, the kid tripped and fell. I seriously need to make a new blog about my people watching.
Stay classy, world. Peace out.
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