Power to the People

This is what happened to me today: Went with my friend/co-worker/boss’s fiance Whitney to town and as we are driving up hospital hill, we see this guy walking on the sidewalk. When he sees us, he raises his fist in like a “Power to the People” sort of way. Without looking at each other or a word in-between us, we both raise our fists back at him like saying “I support you brother”. This is small-town rural Midwest. We don’t do much random crazy. It’s just more like stupid people not understanding how things work crazy. After the fist raising incident, I look at Whitney (who was driving) and say “I just did it back to him, did you?”. Which she did, because she’s equally awesome.

I have to wonder about this man. Was this random? Was he trying to send us a message? Because we are people and we do deserve power. Are we supposed to pass this along? I want to believe that it was in fact a message and I’m supposed to pass this empowerment to The People. I don’t take my responsiblity lightly random stranger. I will not go quietly into the night, I will not lay down without a fight, I will raise my fist to block out the light and to possibly hold a kite, this rhyme is tight….and that’s where it ends. I’m all rhymed out.

I’m going to continue to ride this crazy train as long as possible!

Smells Like Horses

So I go into the post office, just minding my business and the lady working the counter says “Wow! You been around horses? You smell like horses!” and then she wrinkles up her nose and makes THIS sound with her mouth, “PheWWww”.  Now it was just her and I in there and the post office is very small so if she thought that there was a bad smell and it wasn’t HER, then I was the culprit. **I want to clarify something right now. I had not and was not planning to be around horses. In fact I haven’t been around ANY hoof-footed animal of anysort!**

The woman kept going on and on about this horse smell so I just AGREEDED with the fact that yes, in fact I had been with horses and no, I did not know that I smelled like horses. Then I left. Because what can you do when someone accuses you of smelling like horses and only you know that you don’t?

But now, sitting at the computer I’m feeling a mix of emotions: anger (B/c really? Who says that to someone else?), confusion (Horses? Me?) and a little bit of worry (Do I really smell like horses? Do I have a funky smell today?).

So do I just act like I’m REALLY into horses whenever I go in there? I’m ready to take this lie to the next level. Horse shirts, boots, the whole bit. I may even buy spurs. Or maybe I just need to go take a shower to make sure.