we go back a long way
Well now here’s an update for the Poppa Chronicles. I came out of the Zippy Mart about 2pm, as I was taking a late lunch. Though I hadn’t seen him on my way in, he was there as I came out. I asked him what was up, and how he was doing. He said he was okay, and suggested that I give my daddy some money. So I fished around in my pocket, and as I did so, I asked what he had been up to. He said “I been in jail, Poppa. I just got out of jail.”
I was a little bit surprised, but not too much, as I had heard rumors. I asked what he had been in for, and he said that he had violated probation. Which is interesting. I wonder what he was on probation for. I didn’t bother asking that one, but I just asked “what happened?” And he said:
“A guy came off a bus and jumped on me.”
I did not venture to ask for more explanation. I just looked at Poppa, and he looked at me. (At least I think he did. It’s hard to tell with Poppa. He has that special power of non-overlapping bifocal vision.) But I am no legal expert, and I can only assume that it must be illegal to have someone jump on you from off a bus. A shame, as it must be a terrifying ordeal to just be minding your own business, your only fault being that you’re near a bus with some crazy jumping fool on it.
Anyhow, I felt a little bad that I only had 16 cents of change, and a sad 16 cents it was, a dime and six pennies. I gave it to him, and told him to be careful, and apologized for the meager amount of change. But he mentioned that he and I go back a long way, and that he know he see me around later on, and finally — with a final “ha-HA” — here come a pretty lady.
And now, I bring you the Attention Deficit Special!
We killed Texas Tech. Next up: Carolina. I’m worried. They always worry me, even when they suck, which is constantly.
Skins lost in OT to the Giants. Damn it.
Melissa found a Bojangles in MD, so basically she has no reason to ever come back to Raleigh.
Got a new cell phone. It’s wee. I like it except for the weird microphone placement. Those wacky germans.
I’m trying to sell my big digital camera on eBay. We’ll see how that goes. If it doesn’t sell, then hey, I still have it. If it does, I’ll buy a new one, which is the idea.
I wonder if Poppa notices that both he and I call each other “Poppa.” It’s kind of weird.
