She had obviously done it again, possibly in her sleep. Did her laser beams cross circuitry? This was another galaxy, something from a David Lynch film. But SuperWoman’s eyes were wide open, and it was as clear as day. She couldn’t mistake what she saw: A tenaciously thin woman with skin stretched toward the sky, [...]
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Last summer, I wrote a series of posts about a woman I call Firewalker, just one of the several eccentrics that seem to hang around my neighborhood. Here’s a quick recap: It was a sunny warm morning when we first met, when she stood directly in the middle of the sidewalk as I, the chump, [...]
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I really do love my suburban neighborhood, which often feels more like the outskirts of a city. The houses on my street are called “twins” because each has an indelible architectural connection to the other–-the wall. (Siamese style). House deJana is on a corner, which means that I hear the comings and goings of many [...]
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You asked for an update on Firewalker, and here it is. (If you haven’t been reading my Firewalker saga (almost as gripping as the Twilight series, I’m sure), I suggest you read two previous posts, “Showdown on Merry St.” and “Pride Goeth Before a Fall,” which explain my interactions with a crazy woman speedwalker in [...]
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Here is an update on my neighborhood saga, “Showdown on Merry St.” If you have not read the previous post, you should click here. Otherwise, you might wander through your day terribly confused. I’ve been thinking a lot about the strange woman I had words with on Saturday, mostly because I’m afraid she wants to [...]
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I live in a very friendly neighborhood. People mow their lawns with smiles on their faces; children play with chalk and ride scooters up and down their driveways. Joggers pass each other with friendly nods or waves, out-of-breath mutterings of “How ya’ doin’.” Imagine my surprise, then, when Saturday morning, I came face to face [...]
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