1. Certain practical considerations came to mind with regard
to a man who has scissors for hands, but they’re rather too delicate to go
into.
2. I was initially open-mouthed at just how bad American
suburbia is until I realised that I was missing the obvious. The writers were
clearly intent upon making it appear a tiny bit worse than it really is so that
those who live there could smile and be reassured that everything is just fine
really. British suburbia is similar, but with rather less enthusiasm and a lot
less colour.
* * *
Earlier today I was engaged in my usual hobby of people-watching
onboard a train. I was looking for interesting specimens to record here, but
there weren’t any.
The closest I came was the man with a shaved head sitting in
front of me. He was wading through what appeared to be a business report and
kept breaking off to pick his nose. It piqued my interest sufficiently to
wonder whether he would eat the crop as my stepfather routinely did, but he
merely rolled and flicked them in what I assume to be the conventional manner.
I was unable to establish whether any of the missiles attached themselves like
limpet mines to any of his fellow travellers’ laptop screens, or even landed in
their coffee. I would have found the former ironic and the latter amusing, but
the stars were clearly not in a fun configuration today.
*
* *
Mel said ‘I like the coat.’
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