11.19.02
Little baby L'eggs.
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Man, this freelancing stuff is hard.

Having not left the house for many, many days, I forgot what it was like to wake up to an alarm, shower (every day) and come home many hours later. I also forgot about The Alley. I park off of the alley behind our building. And every morning when I leave, I drive straight through a freakshow.

I would put my alley's garbage pickers up against any other alley's. We've got the woman who travels with her four kids. Well, you think they're her four kids... until you look closer. Hoo boy, three of them are dwarves! Then there's the guy who looks exactly like Jaime Gumb from "Silence of the Lambs" — so much so that if he's not a freak, I feel really sorry for him. But of course, he is a freak. I hate when Jaime Gumb's in the alley. As soon as I get close, he steps aggressively towards my car, locks his beady little eyes on me and glares, watching me all the way to the end.

con't