And one of them is Carnies.
Nomads you know, circus folk, small hands, smell like cabbage.
That is a line from my favorite movie.
Carnies, however, have changed over the years.
Nowdays, they smell like BO, cigarettes and meth.
Suddenly cabbage doesn’t sounds so bad, does it?
I am in a semi familiar place, a Starbucks on the edge of the crappy section of town.
And the circus is in town.
Well, a carnival is in town.
And its just down the block from Starbucks.
Parking at this Starbucks is dicey, they share a lot with a few popular stores.
So, during my half block walk to get my java on, I notice about 5 homeless guys hanging around outside the store.
Grungy, dirty, torn clothes and wild hair. Skin that even the most gifted dermatologist couldn’t save.
I am in a good mood today, so I fish around in my pocket for some change.
I realize that anything I give them is going towards meth, but thats a personal decision.
I am doing it to make myself feel better, they are just the device being used.
Its an old system.
Kind of a win-win with meth involved.
And then I heard one of them say that they had to hurry and get back to work.
They went in and I followed.
Now I was intrigued.
I stood in line behind these smelly inbreds in a daze.
They smelled worse than some of the homeless I have been known to associate with on rare occassion.
But, from the sounds of it, they would be working 16 hour days for the next 8 days.
They have to be the hardest working homeless derelicts I have ever heard of.
I was pretty relieved when I finally got thru line.
The carnies had a stink that will break your soul.
And it lingered.
There is nothing less appetizing than BO and Coffee.
In the end, I had to sit out on the patio, the inside smelled like a cesspool.
I hate to be a whiny ass about this, but it was giving me a headache.
Not my normal MO, but I decided to take a walk with my coffee.
Bed, Bath and beyond is one of those places I avoid like the plague.
Not because I dislike the store, much the opposite.
They have too much stuff.
And it is all the cheap, crappy items that I love to prowl thru.
It was in aisle 12, next to the steel ice cubes that I came across the microwavable seat cushion.
If you are going somewhere cold, you can pop this into the microwave for 2 minutes on high and it will stay warm for 10 minutes.
There are more than a few problems with the whole idea.
First off, if you are outdoors anywhere cold enough to need this, you will not have a microwave with you.
And if your are indoors anyplace this cold, the electricity is out.
Plus, the idea of sitting for 10 minutes on moist heat leads to 3 unpleasant situations.
First, hot ass cheeks. A torture invented by the romans.
Second, a sweaty taint. This is not a desirable thing.
Third, and this might be the most obvious one, quit thinking about your ass so much! Nothing good can come of that.
There is an entire section of items “As seen on TV”.
At one time or another, I have seen all of the items on a cheap infomercial.
They all give the impression that they come from Europe or Australia.
If that is true, they have a lot of worthless crap overseas.