Tuesday, August 24, 2004 leave showbiz
When I was walking to the bus stop today, I saw a regular cicada on the sidewalk. It was just one of the every year kind, so there was no camera crew. Of all the dumb luck. You are born a cicada in a year that contained a good six weeks of non-shutting-up about you and your kind, and here you are, one of the big green ones with black eyes, instead of one of the little orange ones with red eyes. Loser.
Oh, little cicada, I kid, I kid. You are just as talented as the others, and one day, you, too may be discovered.
And:
On the way home, I smiled at a dog as we passed on the sidewalk, because it was a nice-looking dog, and it took offense. It showed it by growling and lunging at me, but it was on a leash, so I remain un-mauled. Joke's on you, dog!
posted by Frenz | 8/24/2004 02:38:00 AM
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