Keds

Was asked to go to a midnight video game release for Grand Theft Auto 5 tonight.  Not too crazy about those things, but it’s fun to go places at midnight, and nerd-watching is a favorite pastime of mine, so I went.  Standing in line, I saw this 6’5” mongoloid looking kid who at some point in life had grown a pointy second forehead, had beady reddened eyes that looked like they were about to roll back into his greasy head, could not seem to keep his mouth from drooping like 3 inches vertically open, and had red boils all over his mushroom-white skin.  I whispered to William, "Hey, look at that guy in the white muscle shirt," and as soon as he turned to look at the guy, he lost it.  Poor William could not stop himself from bursting out in a thunderous devilish cackle which would not quit.  The sound of his deliciously evil laugh and the fact that he could not stop it made me laugh uncontrollably too, and many heads turned in our direction, including the mongoloid’s, whose open mouth, pointy forehead, and tentative red eyes were now facing us, making us laugh even harder.  We felt like bad kids.
 
Things were taking especially long and I was getting colder and colder in that room, so I decided to just wait in the car.  Waited for 45 minutes listening to 50s on 5 on sirius xm, my legs extended and crossed and feet resting up on the dash, sipping a Seagram’s ginger ale and staring at the purple glow illuminating from within the closed cell phone store in front of me.  After a while, I decided to take pictures of my shoes on my cell phone camera.  Yeah, I was that bored.

As often occurs to me, I like the reflection in the glass more than the object being reflected.