Thursday, October 18, 2007

it's a scientific fact

if you decide to walk down to the corner to get the mail* and you happen to be wearing dirty, holey sweat shorts, a scroungy wife-beater (with no bra, natch) and no shoes, your ghost town of a neighborhood will suddenly be bustling with activity and you will run into every neighbor within the entire subdivision.





* what the shit is up with the whole community mail thing? I miss having my own mailbox