Tuesday, March 30, 2010

Quantum Lump

So there I was, shooting the hell out of some tornado wreckage when it happened again. I ... uh ... transported. Don't ask me how, 'cause I couldn't tell you. All I know is one moment I was zeroing in on a pile of jagged lumber and the next I'm sniffin' Starbucks. If that weren't alarming enough, the people suddenly sitting before me were engrossed in conversation. I'm pretty sure the blonde lady noticed me but I was too wigged out to acknowledge her - so I just kinda stood there. Luckily they were too engrossed in their iPhones to notice the old media vulture over their shoulder and eventually they wandered off. How DO you get guy-liner out of yellow plastic?

(Photo by Vincent J. Brown. My delusion in no way representative of actual shot.)

1 comment:

sitbonzo said...

If you are feeling particularly 'strange' you could always get a job at IKEA with that jacket.