Game Night

i sit in front of oxenrose, drinking an odwalla for lunch. i'm reading about giant pythons and feeling generally icky when this somewhat disheveled elderly woman comes up to me. she's shadowed by a matronly woman with an apologetic smile.

the elderly woman leans over and whispers, "i have a present for you. it's complicated so make sure you read the directions." i say, "no thank you," but from her clutched stack of cards and wrapped gifts she takes a medium sized present and places it on the chair opposite me. the matronly woman smiles and nods to say it's okay so i say, "thank you very much" and let them both wander back off up hayes street.

i leave the package there while i continue reading my book, drinking my odwalla. eventually i stand up. the present is still there. i pick it up. it's light. i peek under the edge of the faded santa claus wrapping paper.

anyone want to play Yahtzee? i've got it now. it's complicated though, so we'll have to read the instructions.

what can i say. weird shit just happens to me. it is also, as marina points out, a full moon.