My upstairs neighbor (he is six) is also petrifyingly afraid of kitties. He is six.
As for me, here's what I fear irrationally: being seen at night through an uncovered window (but only in my parents' house, not in my house). Here's what I fear rationally: large vehicles when I am on my bike, police violence (I am way more afraid of police than of crime), that despite my devastating charm and good looks I will never meet a person who can love me as I am.
I am late because I have been spending all my Videogum time definitely NOT participating in a Financial District-area protest movement that I think is actuallly super important. But also important is the fact that I share with you, strangers, the fact that my Halloween costume involves: 1) a white jacket. 2) driving gloves. 3) a toothpick.
Is there room in this already 100+-comment thread about how Ann Coulter's looks are completely beside the point (that point being that she's a nightmare psycho garbage beast from hell) and that "don't judge people based on their appearances" also applies to the bad guys? No? OK then.
Witnessed same on E 10th, on one of the first warmish early spring days when ladies break out the dresses. My (dude) friend burst out laughing, apparently because he had seen the lady step over the grate, and just been thinking "Wouldn't it be funny if..." The lady was very good-natured about it.
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