Is this normal - I'll tell you in another year. Had a meeting downtown - rode the bike down Chandler:
1. Big Dude in a doorway wearing a "Stop Snitching" T -shirt. Maybe I'm wrong - but isn't that basically an admission that the dude is a bad dude. I later see that this doorway has a hand painted signed in front saying that it's "Dental Laboratory No. 2." What kind of dental office needs a bouncer?
2. A block away - serious full blown faith healing righ, in Spanish, right out there on the sidewalk.
I rode back on Pleasant:
3. Storefront with a dude sitting outside talking on the phone. I look inside as I ride by and all that's in there is one shelf with a dozen bottles of pink colored soda. What kind of store stays open to sell that?
4. A block later, I hear what could be an R.L. Burnside / Jon Spencer rehearsal, except it's in some other language and it's a run down storefront church. I stop and listen for a few minutes like I used to do in front of the 40 watt on the way home, but move on before someone runs out and tries to pray for me like happened that one time with Will in Athens.
5. A block later - another church service, except this time its outside in a parking lot with congas and shit.
6. Home.
No point to all this except to say that every day there's something that drives home that worm-town ain't strip-mall leap-frog sprawl suburbia.
