Life

The Naked Truth 


The good thing about this iPhone 7 Plus is that it’s ridiculously huge, which makes blogging much easier than using one of those puny phones. Or, in this case, not having to get my lazy rear out of my La-Z-Boy lounge chair and sit at the computer desk.

Anyway, there were some strange things afoot around the office today and believe me when I say I’ve seen some strange things going on around there.

Like the guy in the rat costume picketing outside Starbucks, or the couple lighting up something that wasn’t a cigarette or vape. No, nothing like that, but definitely weird.

I sit next to a window on the second floor of our building and as I do on occasion (in order to give my eyes a break), I’ll look away from the monitor and out that window. Most of the time I just see the usual pedestrian traffic on the sidewalk which is no big deal. But sometimes, something will catch my eye when I didn’t intend to take a little break and I can’t help but stare.

Today was that day.

As I sat there plugging away at a project, I happened to notice what appeared to be a woman walking down the sidewalk — totally nude. But nah, maybe she was wearing flesh-colored leggings and a top that made her appear like she was naked. It happens. Right, ladies? 

By the time I gave a second glance, she was to a point where I really couldn’t see much anymore because the signage and a tree outside the adjacent building were obscuring her. But I seemed sure of what I saw.

I told a coworker about to look out the window and see if she could confirm my suspicion. But again, the naked lady was gone. But as I was telling her about what I had seen, local city guides were on their radios walking in the same direction of the lady.

Then a few police officers on bikes were behind them. Then a few more. We had to go check this out now.

But before we did, something else caught my eye: a guy walking down that same sidewalk carrying a cross with an American flag draped around the top half of it. I told my coworker to look out the window and this time I had a witness — she saw it, too. I wasn’t totally mad.

So we decided to see what was going on and my eyes were not deceiving me.


I was right. The woman was indeed naked and the police attempted to cover her with a towel. But as you can see by the strategically placed emoji, it didn’t cover everything. While in custody, she struggled with and yelled at the officers meaning she probably wasn’t doing too well mentally or was under the influence of something.

That was that. A naked woman and a guy carrying a cross. Definitely strange.

We went back to our desks and about an hour later, something else caught my eye.

It was a guy on some kind of three-wheeled vehicle that looked like it was being propelled by an electric motor. He was flying down the street and positioned on top of the contraption, legs resting on the frame and wide open. It looked like it was made from really flimsy pipes and kind of reminded me of this:


Now just throw three wheels on this thing, lay it on its side, sit on top and there you go.

I’m going to try not looking out my window too much tomorrow. I might see something even more odd, if that’s possible.

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Cars, Strange Sightings

Because Driving A Yaris Isn’t Embarrassing Enough


One of the cars we own is a 2010 Toyota Yaris which is about as low as you can go in the econobox scale. It’s a functional car that aside from its better-than-average mileage, isn’t going to be the most appealing to the opposite sex.

Not only that, it’s get-up-and-go is subpar and there isn’t much room in it for anything. But alas, it’s still bigger than one of those stupid Smart cars.

You definitely give up a lot when you sign the paperwork and make a commitment to drive a Yaris, most of which is your pride.

Which leads me to the Yaris I saw on the freeway this morning on my way to work. When I saw it, I couldn’t believe it. I tried to get a picture of it but being it was still dark and the screen on my phone was blinding in such conditions, I took one shot and just got one giant blur. Besides, I didn’t want to risk my life any more than I had to while behind the wheel of…a Yaris.

And no matter how I tried, my description would not do it justice.

Once I got to work, I decided to Google what I had seen and lo and behold, there was proof of its existence on the Intertubes.

Ladies and gentlemen, I give you the Toyota Yaris Batmobile. (See more pictures here.)

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I…I don’t even know where to go with this. But what I can tell you is the “HEROES FOR CHRIST” is now gone and so are the Bat-Chutes on the bumper. Because, you know, those Yarises (or is it Yarii?) are so fast that they need the assistance of parachutes when stopping from break-neck speeds.

Look, if you’re going to make your care a rolling homage to something then go nuts and make it worth your while. And for Christ’s sake, don’t do it to a Yaris.

Because driving one of these things sans decorations is embarrassing enough.

Daily Commute, Daily Walk, FujiFilm A500, Observations, Photography, Strange Sightings

What A Party!


There are reasons why I always carry my camera with me to work. While my phone-cam definitely works in a pinch, there are times when I want to shoot something at a higher resolution than my phone is capable of. It is a phone after all.

Yesterday while walking to the train I happened upon a site that I believed was worthy of such quality. See what you think (click to embiggen):

An empty bottle of Beefeater gin, A1 Steak Sauce, and a few cigarette butts.

That must have been one hell of a party.


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