What a tragedy
So awful. Things like that, that whole wrong place at the wrong time thing, just kind of freaks me out. You can eat healthy, buckle up when driving, look both ways before you cross the street and yet, scaffolding can still collapse on your car just because you were in the exact wrong place at the exact wrong time. Just gives me chills.
He told me about it three times.
How nice of him to share the stress like that. Or annoyance, at the very least.
BWAH! Yeah, I think I saw that outfit in the Mission on Friday....
Red Muppet-fur coat to complete it.
Juliana, do you live near Fisherman's Wharf?
Ayup. I run past it every time I run (I also wave to Alcatraz), and it's definitely within walking/$5 cab distance.
Stupid slow typing...
I'm usually not inappropriate...like that.
Yes, is sad, but maybe also freeing? In the Be Here Now sense?
(Not that poor person's tragedy...that sense of random.)
Hmmm.... want to meet for dinner? I'm staying at the Hilton at Fisherman's Wharf.
I firmly believe that there is nothing at all freeing in the complete randomness of Wrong Place, Wrong Time.
But Wrong Place, Wrong Time is a strong panicky phobia place in my head.
Juliana and Gloomcookie having dinner?
That's a whole lotta cuteness in one place.
Hmmm.... want to meet for dinner? I'm staying at the Hilton at Fisherman's Wharf.
Wha - right now? How did I miss this? Sure! I'm free after 7:30 - you want to come to North Beach or you want me to come up there?
Tell you what - email me at my profile addy & we can work it out. Whee!
Yeah, that's a total wrong place, wrong time thing. It's just freaky.
Poor Emily is all tuckered out...she's fast asleep, all cuddled up on the couch. I'd take a picture, but that'd be mean.