Top Lip Pull, Transition Lenses, Keep Moving!, Hoarders/Intervention, and Instigator’s Balls.
1. Have you ever seen this? A woman has a big smile on her face but then, in order to remove said smile, she sort of has to pull her top lip down over her top teeth, thereby – for a brief moment – making an odd monkey face? I find this slightly off-putting.
2. I see a dude on my way to work often and his head is just too small for his body. I think I’ve even written about this before. It isn’t vastly too small; it’s just slightly too small for his body. Just enough for me to notice from the corner of my vision. As if this weren’t enough, the guy wears those Transition lenses and so his glasses are that odd tinted color on very sunny days. I mean, that all just makes for an odd package, right?
3. I got into a minor confrontation on Sunday. I was standing along the street in Chinatown with Besos and another friend waiting for Sitcom and her boyfriend when we were approached by an apparently homeless man who said something about helping him get a bowl of soup.
Now, if you know me at all, you know that I actually have a bit of a soft spot when it comes to this – at times. This, however, was not one of those times.
I said, “No.” He stood there and said something like, “Hey…I’m just asking for…” with a slight asshole tone.
And I said, “NO. Keep moving.”
He got a little aggressive and said, “YOU keep moving.”
I said, “I was standing here. You were moving. So I can’t keep moving.”
It went on a little longer after that. Then at some point, you realize that you’re having a perfectly ridiculous conversation with a crazy person. I’m not sure which one of us realized this first. But he moved on.
4. I’m over watching Hoarders. Every episode is the same. And now, even with intervention, some part of cheers when the addicted person is like, “Hell no, I’m not going.” And then doesn’t go to treatment! Balls out. I realize that is all kinds of wrong. But there you have it.
5. Speaking of balls out, Instigator is all kinds of balls out at work lately. She has no problem saying to the powers that be, “You suck!” Churro and I decided she has the biggest balls in the office. She bought me lunch yesterday. She made a point to suggest I mention this because I have previously mentioned taking her to lunch and she did not appreciate sounding like a kept woman. I could have reassured her by noting that no one would be under that impression simply due to the tracks she was leaving behind her… from her balls dragging on the ground.
But I didn’t.

Just a random attorney writing about daily life with Little Filthy, my rotten dog.