Went to work. We were low on gas so I decided to hike to work. Seemed like a good idea. It's pretty cold outside and most of the downtown dwelling freaks tend to stay inside where it's warm or at least stick to warm air vents throughout the city. I had my walkman on and was blaring Eurotrash pop music all the way there.
I get downtown and, sure enough, some guy comes up to me and says;
"I'm homeless and hungry can you buy me some food for my birfday."
See how I spelled 'birthday' there? It ain't a misspelling. And I'm pretty sure that this guy wasn't having his birthday. Usually the beggars leave me alone because one, big white guy with a beard looks like a biker and two, well I had headphones on and shouldn't be able to hear them.
I told him that I had no cash and kept moving.
Work was work, nothing there to tell. We're getting a new temp who has a name like a porn star. Savannah Draper. Porn star or not? You decide. I'll keep everyone abreast (yeah, that was a pun.) of the situation here.
Walked home and it was hailing this ice that was shaped like little ice half spheres. If you took a perfectly round piece of ice and split it down the middle, this is what these things looked like. Kind of cool if you ask me.
Went home and made black beans and brown rice for dinner.
After wards Martha and I watched my new flick I got in the mail. It's a documentary about Jess Franco called ANTENA CRIMINAL. It was awesome to say the least.
Busy day and tomorrow will be busier.
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