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Friday, May 12, 2006

on the catwalk. literally.

no, no, i'm not talking about modeling. kate moss and tyra banks don't know nothin' 'bout this type of catwalk.

because it's a real woman.
with a real cat.
on a real leash.
in my real backyard.

ironically, she's not the same woman who calls for her cat, using the full capacity of her lungs and vocal cords, everyday when i'm arriving home from work. this is a new and different character in the 'hood.

she joins a kooky cast of characters...

1. real cat lady.
see above.

2. david.
you might know him from his appearance as the guy who gets high on meth and throws his couch out the window because he believes there are monsters under it. or if you missed that episode, he's also the guy who gets high on meth and goes streaking at 8:15 in the morning. in a follow-up role, he is wrestled to the ground by police and subdued with a green bedspread which he believes is an alligator.

3. child molester.
best known for a short lived performance as, well...see above. he will be taking a sabbatical, due to the fact that he is serving 6-8 years in a minimum security prison. awesome.

4. trench coat guy.
well, dude wears a trench coat, obviously. and he is ALWAYS on his cell phone, saying things like, "the magnitude of the situation is incomprehensible."

5. 14-year old girlfriend of trench coat guy.
gets dropped off by a cab every evening, after #1, real cat lady (see above,) has been yelling "PETEY! PETEY!" for about 12 minutes. she arrives in stripper-wear, because this is her profession, and is picked up by aforementioned cab at approximately 7:30, when i am brushing my teeth.

as you can see, west second avenue has proven itself to be entertaining at the very least. what it lacks in safety and cleanliness, it makes up for in meth addicts and cat walkers. fair trade, i'd say.


Blogger rachel iufer said...

chico ghetto is pretty high class. the ice cream trucks aren't afraid to go through there yet. once they stop coming, you know it's time to leave.

so here's to spongebob squarpants ice cream bars with gumball eyes, and to itsits in TWO, count 'em, TWO flavors. long live the ghetto.

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