Today's Surreal Moment
Standing in line at the bus terminal, staring up at the catwalks, girders and sodium vapor lights overhead, I see a sign: DO NOT WALK ON CEILING.
OK. I won't walk on the ceiling today. I won't fly like a bird, sit on a cloud, vanish into thin air, spontaneously combust, visit Venus or grow a third eye, either. I promise.
On the way home, observed a guy on the bus intently reading a thick, hardcover book, entitled STAR -- a novel by that stellar literary author Pamela Anderson. I guess everybody has a book in them.
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