The Day of the Disconnect

I am back. I also want to point out that this posting is a milestone posting. It is my 100th posting on this blog. I guess it is a milestone because it is round number and we live in a base ten society, except for time and imperial measure and......

I have a day today. The disconnects were many and my head is pounding. I, or should I say we, was at WalMart today. I had to take in some culture. Anyway, there was a sale on Irish Spring soap and that was why I was there, I presume. I am in the area, with a large crowd, around the soap and deodorant. People are grabbing these items but somehow my nose is assaulted by the combined B.O. of the fucking United Nations. It stinks in there. I was left to wonder why these people were hoarding the fucking soap and deodorant as it was more than apparent they either did not use these things (properly) or the stuff did not "take". Their B.O. eats the soap and deodorant for breakfast and gives them a funkier odor.

Now, it could be that they ALL had run out of soap and deodorant at the same time and were just picking up more, but they could not have had a shower this morning. Bullshit! That stench could not come from one missed shower. So, again, I am back to some sort of mutant B.O. funk that knows no end.

We are on the way home looking to make a left turn to access our street. Traffic is coming so I am waiting to make the left when this woman, in her Sunday finery complete with big ass brimed hat, is walking across the intersection. Her right hand is up near her right ear as if she is talking into a cell phone. I make eye contact, big mistake, and I notice she is not holding a phone. She looks at us and says menacingly, "Fucking N*****s (even I won't write that word)! Fucking J**s (I will be fair)!" I am about to respond with "Fucking Cunt!" when I realize that she is nuts (the outfit and hand by the face thing). I am left to think she should be saying, "Fucking N******! Fucking J***! Fucking Mentally Ill!"

It was another surreal moment! Now do you see why I had to post on Sunday. This shit just does not happen everyday! You cannot make this stuff up either that is the best part. Ciao!