wednesday noon

I've got a posse. Yeah. We don't have matching jackets, but we do hover around like a small school of fish. And every Wednesday afternoon we flap our flippers on over to the mall next door for a burger and some good conversation. Today was particularly busy and the diner we frequent had it's usual parking lot of strollers along side the entrance.
Standing in line with the suburban mommies and grandparents, I started feeling a little out of place. Not that I ever feel really IN place here amongst the avenue long malls and retirement homes that line the streets near my work.
That's it.

peas in the pod:
Gangs of New York*** - More Departed than Taxi Driver.
Slither*** - Hahahaha! beckoning back to the campy horror flics of the 80's