Bank, Wednesday, 3 p.m.

Bank teller, 30-ish woman (we may have gone to high school together...) to coworker:

There she is. I swear if she gives me a Jesus pamphlet today I am going to lose it.

Office Building Lobby, afternoon

Security guard, to me: He's a head taller than the other kids. Five years old.

Me: Wow, that's...

Guard: He's coordinated and he's got power. When he was four, he picked up a plastic bat. And there was a swimming pool form here to that corner, and a fence, and he just...WHAM. Picked up the ball and whacked it over the fence and into that pool. Four. Four years old.

Me: That reminds me of...

Security guard: He's not a speed guy. He's power. I think he's gonna play baseball or hockey. He needs speed. His mother's got him on a diet and he's lost that belly. But you know, for five, he's pretty good. Kid looks like Babe Ruth. Maybe he'll be like Babe Ruth.
Me: Hope so. That would be great.

Guard: That would be great.

(photo from the Flickr stream of JessyeAnne. Thanks.)

The Office, Tuesday, 12:15 p.m.

Boss, to me: It's a really cool product. My dad's doctor recommended it. "We did an upper GI and a lower GI, but the problem is this gap in the middle and we can't see it. You need the (name of medical product). Only problem was, insurance wasn't paying for it. My dad said, "Screw this. Just let me die. I want to die."

Me: (chuckle). That's got to be tough to hear. How's your dad now?

Boss: He's dead. Yeah, when they give up...He died very shortly after that happened.



(photo from the Flickr stream of Greenflames09. Thanks)

Niagara Falls, the Canadian side

Indian couple (man and woman, 20s)...leaning against the glass on the second floor of an observation tower, in unison:

Awwww, freak out!

Le Freak, c'est chic.

Freak out!

Le freak, c'est chic.

Awwwww, freak out!

(photo from the Flickr stream of Randy OHC. Thanks.)

Mom

There are only three kinds of trees, really: Maple, oak, and a few birch. And coniferous. Right, Dan?

Allentown Art Festival, 10 a.m.

"Cousin," in his early 60s (or looks it), beard, Wild Ones-style motorcycle hat. Leather back-brace belt. He's sitting near his chainsaw art, all animal figures. He's talking to everyone in ear shot generally, but in particular to two girls, early 20s, who are setting up a table for a wildlife rehabilitation group. The girls have two live owls with them, a great horned owl and a blind-in-one-eye screech owl.

I'm living by the Buffalo River now. Woke up one morning, and there was in my tree ... I was on my couch. And there was, in my tree a ghost hawk. Four-to-one, the crows were botherin' him. Four to one. And then, there he was: whoomph (he imitates wings spreading). So dynamic.

***

Is ... Is he doing his field work in Madagascar? I did my field work through Buffalo State College 30 years ago and I never stopped. ... I studied post-traummatic stress. And triangles.

***

My car broke down last week. My tranny went. Then I rolled my canoe. Then, the devil got me, with those triangles.

(photo from Drew's Flickr stream)

Birthday party

We're sitting in the back yard eating hors d'oeuvres, noting that nearly everyone present will have a birthday in the next four months.

Judy (friend's grandmother): I'm August 14. That's V-J Day.

Me: I didn't know that...

Judy: I remember we were upstairs listening to the radio. The president came on and said the war was over. They set fires on Main Street.

Me: On Main Street in Buffalo? Like campfires?

Judy: In Snyder. Bonfires. Wood, tires. The Higgins family set fires.

Me: Umm...Did you say "Higgins?"

Judy: Yes, I remember it was the Higginses.

Me: Did you know I'm a Higgins? That's my name.

Judy: Really??? Joe Higgins. Lois...

Me: No.

Judy: Alright. It was different Higginses then.


(photo from Dominic's Pics on Flickr)