not too much longer.
so im pretty confident in saying that today i witnessed the most humorous thing to go down in history.
this morning on the way to school i decided that first period just wasn't working with my schedule. so i dropped off huffine at johnathon t. hoggard high school and i traveled downtown to begin on my photography project. after taking pictures for about half an hour, i walked down to port city java where i purchased a java super shake, of course only after debating for a while and finally concluding a JSS was indeed the best option for me due to the devotion john conafay has to them. immediately following, i began my march down front, to water street, and observed a red suburban cruising up princess. it then stopped directly in the middle of the street. parked.the man inside stepped out of the vehicle, with no intent of moving it. he was clad in nothing but a speedo swimsuit, purple in color. he had on aviator sunglasses, and held in his hand a red and white striped beach towel. he pulled a step stool out of his car and climbed on top of his red monster. he spread the towel out over top his roof, and began to soak up the ultraviolet rays of the sun. approximately twenty seconds later, because of the surplus of police officers in this town, a police officer swankily pulled up beside him, got out of his beautiful cop car and engaged the man in conversation. i inferred from this conversation that the cop advised the man to move, and threatened an arrest. speedo boy slid off the top of his car, jumped in his car, drove at the very most 10 yards from the spot he was, parked his car, got out of the car, opened the back door, removed clothing, got dressed, locked his car, and walked away, leaving bystanders either entirely baffled, or doubled over in laughter. i, however, was both. i finally got over the comedy of that scene in my head, walked to my car, and drove away.
here's to the beauty of wilmington.
this morning on the way to school i decided that first period just wasn't working with my schedule. so i dropped off huffine at johnathon t. hoggard high school and i traveled downtown to begin on my photography project. after taking pictures for about half an hour, i walked down to port city java where i purchased a java super shake, of course only after debating for a while and finally concluding a JSS was indeed the best option for me due to the devotion john conafay has to them. immediately following, i began my march down front, to water street, and observed a red suburban cruising up princess. it then stopped directly in the middle of the street. parked.the man inside stepped out of the vehicle, with no intent of moving it. he was clad in nothing but a speedo swimsuit, purple in color. he had on aviator sunglasses, and held in his hand a red and white striped beach towel. he pulled a step stool out of his car and climbed on top of his red monster. he spread the towel out over top his roof, and began to soak up the ultraviolet rays of the sun. approximately twenty seconds later, because of the surplus of police officers in this town, a police officer swankily pulled up beside him, got out of his beautiful cop car and engaged the man in conversation. i inferred from this conversation that the cop advised the man to move, and threatened an arrest. speedo boy slid off the top of his car, jumped in his car, drove at the very most 10 yards from the spot he was, parked his car, got out of the car, opened the back door, removed clothing, got dressed, locked his car, and walked away, leaving bystanders either entirely baffled, or doubled over in laughter. i, however, was both. i finally got over the comedy of that scene in my head, walked to my car, and drove away.
here's to the beauty of wilmington.