Monday, January 12, 2009

You just flash that thing, it erases her memory, and you just make up a new one?

Home sick today. Despite excellent company, stuff recorded from TV, Spotify to play around with, books to read, a shelf of unseen movies, I'm still bored. Whenever I'm home and it's not my choice, I get bored.

I've decided that being sick is part of a greater pattern though.

Yesterday I got up early and walked over to the grocery store (the big swanky one, not the POS close to us that opened up, didn't restock their shelves and then closed down after three months), and did some shopping. Three little old ladies and a guy that for some reason had decided to buy about ten heads of lettuce and a 2 liter bottle of Coke where the only other customers. Decided to take the bus back. I shared the bus stop with two Russians drinking beer. At nine in the morning.

Got on the bus, where the bus driver toasted the Russians through the open door with a cup of coffee. Their laughter became a violent fit of coughing. All those bad cigarettes, no doubt. The bus was empty. Completely empty. I remember thinking that no one else was stupid enough to be out and about at that early hour, on a Sunday. Except little old ladies and Russians.

At the first stop, the bus stopped and I suddenly saw movement in the corner of my eye. Turned around and watched as a man passed me, from further back in the bus. Another man was just getting up from his seat, where they had presumably been sitting together.

They were two seats back from me, on the other side of the aisle. No way I could have missed them. And they were identical. I mean, not twins identical, but they wore the exact same clothes (leather jacket, khaki cargo pants, heavy hiking boots, leather gloves) and had the exact same hairdo (dark hair slicked back). Both of them looked at me as they walked by. Not a casual look, but rather a “we know what you're up to” look.

Now, I'm not much of a conspiracy theorist but this has to mean something. About a month after I write about seeing a UFO, two identical men appear out of nowhere on the bus? And now I'm home sick. I expect black goo to start oozing from the corners of my eyes anytime now. Where's Agent Mulder when you need him?


LadyM said...

Krya på dej! Fan alla är ju sjuka...jag med. Började med sprängande huvudvärk igår. Usch usch.

beardonaut said...

Tack du! Hoppas du mår bättre.