Wednesday, February 04, 2009

Lovely Day

I should call someone and go out for lunch. Get out of the house.

I should so ride my bike, to get rid of this paunch.

Life is not all Internet porn, you know. I must remind myself, not log onto it in the first place.

I text Kane and said he should come over and let me pull his pants off, he said he was working. LOL! Although, it was a nice way to be greeted for the morning.

Lovely day to wash my car... that is if we hadn't fucked up the world.

A great day to walk the dog... I should think about getting one, just for these occasions. I am a nicer person when I have a dog.

I should go see my mum.

I should ride my bike to my mum's.


Some hours later...

The day was gorgeous, the Yarra was sparkling, the ride to mum's was lovely, out in the fresh air. The school boy rowers on the river are a nice distraction, something pretty to look at.


I stopped off at the kiosk in the Fitzroy Gardens, on my way back. As I pushed my bike up the steps and between two tables, an old man and his dog were at one and two women were at the other.

"Don't walk over him," said the old bloke. "Or he'll have a piece of you." He pointed to the Border Collie lying at his feet.

"If your dog is going to take a piece out of anyone, put a muzzle on it."

"Ah, go away," said the old bloke. He dismissed me with a wave of his hand, but I wasn't having it.

"Listen here mate, by your own admission your dog is dangerous, so I would suggest to you that you put a muzzle on it before it, actually, does bite somebody..."

He looked at me directly and said, "Piss off."

I could feel my volume increase with that. "You, old man, quite frankly give dog owners a bad name." He turned his back on me with that.

Inside the miserable looking focaccias were $15, $16 if you were inclined to risk the salmon ones. "You are kidding," I said. "I only want something to eat, not shares in the business."

The poe-faced waitress' expression didn't change. I settled for coffee.

The old man eyed me all the way back to my table, but he had put his dog back on its lead by then. He put on his sunhat and left not long after; knee high socks, checked shorts, nobly knees.

As I left, the two woman at the other table looked up and smiled. One said to me, "Enjoy your ride." She smiled. "There are some characters in the world, hey?"


2 comments:

Oliver said...

Wow, sometimes it seems like you and I live parallel lives... today I'm smoking a bowl and then going for a 2 hour walk to the bakery in the beautiful sunshine.

FletcherBeaver said...

Nothing beats a walk to the bakery in the sunshine. Croissants that leave chocolate on your fingers and mouth. Donuts that leave sugar on everything. It's 9.20am, I might just head to one for my breakfast