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The Cold Makes a Man Do Crazy Things

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I witnessed a rather awkward and interesting drug deal when I got off the bus this evening. One party was in his late twenties or early thirties, roughly a peer of mine. The other was older, hobbled, a broken old man from the nursing home across the street.

I was on top of them quickly, catching both by surprise. A bottle of pills and a wad of cash changed hands.

The old man walked away with the money. Back to the nursing home and away from the cold.

Things, as they are wont to do in this city, then got weirder.

The buyer and I were walking in the same direction, albeit at different angles. Our paths diverged and as they reconvened, he spoke to me, inquiring where I got my hair cut. Before I could answer, he went on to list his full repertoire of services – scissors cut, razer cut, fades. Shampoo. Conditioner. He’d even touch up my beard.

I politely responded that I cut my own hair and continued on towards home.

I feel it’s safe to say that this weekend started off on a very odd foot.

The Tales of My Blah Blah Blah…

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Not that they read anything else...

Not that they read anything else...

To say that my website sat vacant for three days this week would technically be incorrect. To say that my site was only visited by people interested in dressing as Joe the Plumber for Halloween and that no new content was added would be far more appropriate. Granted, the truth is a bit more long winded and so I understand why you would make such accusations, I just wanted to point out that it’s technically not true. To back that up, I’ve brought a graph.

So what have I been doing other than writing?

Coughing. First and foremost. At some point on Monday I started feeling rather crummy, and that general feeling is still hanging over me. I’ve been chasing the orange pill with orange juice, and that’s been a bit of a help, but for the majority of this week I’ve been in a bit of a fog.

Reconnecting. I started talking with an old friend over the course of this week. We’d been talking about collaborating on a long-form project of some sort for a while now. Well, yesterday we started tossing ideas back and forth and we’re currently hashing out the plot for a character-driven, smarmy and sharp screen play. Oddly enough, I’m not going to be writing this one with Sophocles (as I’ve written my three previous screen plays). As Justin lives in Oregon, and I live in Virginia, we’re going to give Zhura.com a shot, and see how that works out for us.

Writing. Just not for the internet. Okay, not for myself on the internet. All the writing that I’ve been able to do between foggy spaces has been for work. The volumes not as high as I’d like, but the fog that is my current cold is a bit heavy and inconsiderate to my needs.

I’m hoping that I feel better as the weekend pushes on, I’ve got an ever-expanding list of articles to write for here. See? I was thinking ahead this time.