Andrea and Herbie came to visit and my friend Sarah joined us for dinner and a movie. We were walking from our apartment to Mo's for dinner when out of nowhere this homeless man coming the opposite direction proceeds to try and spit on me. I don't even know where it came from. Sarah and I were talking to Andrea and Herbie behind us when I turned around and spit was fired. Shocked, I looked at the guy and then he started to say profanity to us. I think he would have faught Herbie if he could have.
The only explanation we could think of was that maybe if Sarah and I were laughing he thought we were laughing at him. Obviously, he had mental health issues. I almost called the cops but because I wasn't directly hit I left it alone.
I should have called though cause Dylan said it's battery and I know, or have an in with, some of the cops in town.
So that's all that's been happening in my life lately. Probably not true, but at least that's the weirdest thing. I know I always say this but I will try to blog more. Not that I think anyone reads this.
