Sunday, February 5, 2012
Friday, February 3, 2012
hey bebe, i'm real good at guitar lickin'
i actually run into this guy pretty often. the day this photo was taken, he was carrying around a mini-amp and a guitar and rocking out. but he LOVES to talk on the bus all about how the dispensary in georgetown will cure all of my ailments, no questions asked!
pardon me, do you have any spare water? what about meth?
i'm not even sure where to start with this bad boy. i wish i had more pictures to reflect the severity of the situation.
a couple of things to keep in mind: the bus was packed the day she did this. people were standing instead of attempting to share space with her. (i was obvs one of the lucky ones) also: she had a pretty decent quarter sleeve but absolutely no teeth in her upper jaw. (PRIORITIES, am i right?)
she spent a lot of time sleeping in various positions. she dropped her water at one point, woke up, took a look at me and said in 100% seriousness: "do you have any spare water?" she was REAL chatty when she came to. pulled out her guitar to serenade us all. took out a q-tip and lovingly cleaned under the strings. and when that wasn't enough, she started pulling her shirt over her head to use it to clean her guitar. at one point, the bus saw all her goodies. ALL of them. unfortunately, i wasn't quick enough to the draw on that photo. she told me she was taking the guitar to her x-husbands to rock out on his lawn and make him jealous. apparently, he had pawned his for meth (her words, not mine. i would have assumed the same anyway)
much to her chagrin, she left her meth on the bus. again, not joking. and as the bus moved on to the next stop, i looked back to see her flailing and screaming in the distance.
my heart still weeps for her loss.
this spare water is for you, momma.
PS: this all transpired in under 25 minutes.
a couple of things to keep in mind: the bus was packed the day she did this. people were standing instead of attempting to share space with her. (i was obvs one of the lucky ones) also: she had a pretty decent quarter sleeve but absolutely no teeth in her upper jaw. (PRIORITIES, am i right?)
she spent a lot of time sleeping in various positions. she dropped her water at one point, woke up, took a look at me and said in 100% seriousness: "do you have any spare water?" she was REAL chatty when she came to. pulled out her guitar to serenade us all. took out a q-tip and lovingly cleaned under the strings. and when that wasn't enough, she started pulling her shirt over her head to use it to clean her guitar. at one point, the bus saw all her goodies. ALL of them. unfortunately, i wasn't quick enough to the draw on that photo. she told me she was taking the guitar to her x-husbands to rock out on his lawn and make him jealous. apparently, he had pawned his for meth (her words, not mine. i would have assumed the same anyway)
much to her chagrin, she left her meth on the bus. again, not joking. and as the bus moved on to the next stop, i looked back to see her flailing and screaming in the distance.
my heart still weeps for her loss.
this spare water is for you, momma.
PS: this all transpired in under 25 minutes.
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