Tuesday, January 29, 2013
monday walk in black and white...
the smell does remind me of the smell at the old house before we figured out it was our missing cat, smokey. not something you forget as a kid. do remember another corpse as a kid. it's a vague memory. now i wonder if it was real at all. i have a memory of a body being dropped within a block of the house and riding my bike around the chalked outline...memory or real? seems like a real memory to me. there was also a stabbing that occurred in our back yard. well i think the stabbing happened at the bank a few doors down, but the guy that was stabbed ran through our yard cause i remember seeing all the drops of blood. i actually grew up in a pretty nice part of the los angeles area, south pasadena.
exciting things happen in every neighborhood though. well, super exciting when you are a kid anyway. burt reynolds filmed down the street from us for a few days. i had to go to church so i missed meeting him.
on that note...i shall retire to my bed. fresh sheets, cookies in my belly....sweet dreams!!