the rabbits of the night

the other day i was running some errands during work, or rather, running errands for work.....anyhow, i felt a bit sluggish, so i thought i'd stop by the cumberland farms for some refreshments. as i was making my way through the store, carefully selecting just the right afternoon snack, i heard a woman talking to a little kid, calling after her, and telling her that if she (the kid) didn't report back to her (the woman), someone was going to "take her" (again, the kid). well, i certainly hope that when i have kids, i won't have to use these kinds of fear tactics to keep them by my side, but hey, whatever works. so of course i have to end up at the opposite end of the same aisle as the kid just as her grandma (i'm pretty sure it was her grandma) finds her....whereupon granny sort of half points at me and says, just loud enough for oh, everyone in the store to hear, "you don't want him to take you, do you?"....so now i am the personification of evil in some poor little kid's head....when she thinks of the "boogeyman", he'll no doubt be sporting a two-day beard, and a slightly yellowing, misshaped red sox hat...thanks lady, me and my self esteem really needed that.

well, i can now say, should anyone ever ask, that yes, i have played 80's cover songs for thousands of people while riding on the back of a flat-bed semi in a 4th of july parade. america, fuck yeah.