What the crap, I've been sick for three weeks now? On the upswing.
Yesterday, Richard and I drove up to Ann Arbor to visit with his brother and Tomo. We went out to a sushi place and had katsu don bento boxes for lunch, and then walked around the town. Ann Arbor is a really pretty place. Lots of places were closed, it being memorial day, but we lived. Later on we went to a gaming shop, Underworld, and browsed around-- I picked up collection 1 & 2 of Phil Foglio's
Girl Genius and texted Ben about the Aspect Book; Water that I spotted on the shelf. I only brought so much pissing-about money with me, and so I didn't get it for him.
While we were there, a trio of sweaty people came in-- a large black man in the 25-30 range, and a younger, skinny-looking white high school couple.
LBM:"Wanna see something totally sweet?" Breathes heavily.
Skinny HS #1: "uh?"
Skinny HS #2: "yeah, whatever."
LBM: *runs over to comics and starts narrating to himself* "Ok, where is it, c'mon, I just need one book, oh yes oh yes, here it is... ok, it's in here somewhere, this guys GUTS are comin' out... ok ok, where is it?" *heavy breathing*
SHS1: *looks awkward*
SHS2: *looks bored*
LBM: "Ohhhh, here it is, HERE IT IS! Look, and there he ism, and ohhh... his guts are comin out... ohhhhh..... ohhhhh...." *breathes heavily on book while holding it close to his face, upsetting nearby Amanda*
LBM: "Kiriyama is so cool in this book... ohhh, look, look! His friend's all shot up... he's crying... and ohhhhhhh, his guts, ohhhh!"
Nearby Amanda: *starts casting murderous glances*
SHS1: *makes a face at the book*
SHS2: *SIGHS*
LBM: *still talking* "And ohhh... he .. with duct tape! Ohhh, his guts are just... ohhh."
NA: *fantasizes about slapping the book out of icky man's hand and cussing him out for being such a goddamned grade-school fool, then fantasizes about the sweaty drool probably in said book which would eat her hand away to a stump*
SHS2: *sighs and pulls SHS1 away*
LBM: *breathes heavily*
No matter where I was in the store, I could hear the clearly-impressed "Ohhhh!"s from this icky person. He was reading an issue of Battle Royale, by the way. Some stereotypes should not be reinforced.
Later on, we went to the arcade downstairs. The skinny boy and the LBM were playing DDR. They were covered in sweat, and yes, they were very good at it.
That unnerving encounter aside, we had a good run around Ann Arbor. We got ice cream later, then finally walked back to the car and went to Dan's apartment. We got home around 7pm, dropped off the Jeep the Hulmes so kindly lent us for the trip (with a full tank of gas!), came home, and went splat. Tired! Long day.