Anodyne
Friday, October 28, 2005
 
Home on the express bus, dark rain pelting the windows. Half the bus in costume: zombies (lots), Saddam (ditto), a guy wearing a silver spray painted cardboard box with the words, "NORTHERN IRELAND," stencilled on it, and peculiar-looking fins.

"Whereya from?"

"Belfast."

"You IRA? Gonna blow us all up?"

"Fuck naw. I'm the first Irishman in space."

"Want to sit down?"

"I don't think I can."

Catwoman via Dita von Teese beside me: piled-up yellow hair, leather cat ears, burglar mask, leather bustier with buckles, PVC pants (more buckles), Frankenstein fetish boots (ditto) and six inch rubber soles. And a half-smoked cigarette, actually a fake cigarette, a prop, held between her black-gloved fingers.

The young Middle Eastern guy in the seat ahead of us kept glancing back and gawking. At first I assumed his glances were meant for Catwoman, but upon hopping off downtown it became apparent that the real target of his half pissed-off, half amazed glances was actually the goofball dressed up as the Koran, seated directly behind us.
- posted by cjb @ 10:47 PM


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