i also posted this on myspace. this is a must-read.
So, in a mere 90 minutes, I experienced a barrage of strange, strange things this evening--only adding to the theory that this crazy storm might be the coming of the apocalypse.
Around 9, Matt calls. He needs food. I'm sitting around bored. We decide to go somewhere he can eat and i can have a drink.
First, there is the crazy heat-lightning storm happening. Then, just before we get on the highway, this INSANE wind storm moves in. We are at the intersection of Main Ave and Rte 5, where the giant sand piles are, and when the wind starts, it looks like an f-n twister. Those giant orange traffic barrels are rolling across the street. Totally freaky.
Then, we get up to providence, to thayer street. Just as we're about to walk into nice slice, this totally normal looking guy tries to lock us out. Then, he changes his mind, and lets us in.
He does not work there.
This dude is doing all sorts of strange things while we're there.
Orders 2 slices of pizza. Gets the pizza, tells the cashier he's going to throw one of the slices away. Cashier says, "uh...okay...go ahead."
Guy opens the door, throws a piece of pizza into the street.
Guy locks door again. Starts telling another customer something about being a preacher in a cult.
Matt and I get up to leave, guy looks at us, paranoid as shit, and says: "please dont unlock the door."
I say, "uh, why not?"
Guy says: "Because....the zombies..."
I shit you not.