If you like pina colada...
Went for a walk in the rain last night. There had just been a massive thunder storm and there was that wonderful smell of ozone and vegetation in the air. Because it was a Saturday night and people have a very limited grasp of what can be done with Saturday nights, the streets were empty and I had the world all to myself. The sound of rain against the bleachers at the stadium was amazing. My feet got wet, but it's so warm here that it really only added to the experience.
If it had been a zombie movie, it would have been the perfect night for the corpses to claw their way out of the mud at the cemetery, but alas all was quiet. Not that I'm -that- goth, but it just seemed like the perfect night for something strange to happen, y'know? And since nothing did, that sorta proves there is nothing but life's own brand of strangeness out there. Which of course is pretty good too, but sometimes you just want the zombies...
When I die I demand somebody I love learn some candomble and bring me back. I know already a few people I'd like to bite.
If it had been a zombie movie, it would have been the perfect night for the corpses to claw their way out of the mud at the cemetery, but alas all was quiet. Not that I'm -that- goth, but it just seemed like the perfect night for something strange to happen, y'know? And since nothing did, that sorta proves there is nothing but life's own brand of strangeness out there. Which of course is pretty good too, but sometimes you just want the zombies...
When I die I demand somebody I love learn some candomble and bring me back. I know already a few people I'd like to bite.