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Wednesday, June 3, 2009

In Touch


*Don't Stop Me Now! - Queen*

(Knock Knock Knock) {Door opens}: Excuse me; One minute. . . (waving finger).

(Knock Knock Knock) [Door opens]: Excuse me; One minute . . . (waving finger).

(Knock Knock Knock) . . . . (Knock Knock Knock) . . . . (Knock Knock Knock) . . . . - . . . . - . . . .

"He's not home! What do you want?!?!"

Are you sure - I thought I heard a television turn off. (Knock Knock Knock) {Door Opens}: I KNEW IT!! HA HA Youuuu! (I turn and mockingly point at the man who dared to question me).

Okay. Now that you are all gathered together in the hallway. I. Am Eskimo Bob. I have this Blog see. And - DON'T YOU SHUT THAT DOOR! Sorry I didn't mean to scream. And I'm here to tell you a little bit about it.

You see - I've taken a trip into the Cyberspace. And I'm leaving it all out there. [Yes . . . that's why I'm not wearing any pants.]

*Don't Stop Me Now - Queen*

(Inside a rundown apartment with my new friends: Hayzues, Arnold, Patty and Bart)

Boy - if my mom could see me now. . . I haven't hung out with a Latino AND a Black person at the same time! Patty - what ethnicity are you?

"I have a little Italian in me . . . (Shifts her weight - then I notice Zanipolo)"

"Hayy BuhoB - Welcome!" Zanipolo says.

"I have no idea what's in me - I guess I'm just a mutt mix." Patty laments.

Patty - it's alright. A lot of people are mixes now. It's hard to find someone who is truly a pure blood anymore. I myself am the product of cross-cultural love.

"I think this topic is getting too familiar and you're kind of creeping me out. Especially since you don't have pants on."

"Ohla Arnold - stop stealing my hairnets!" yells Hayzues.

"You acting all cuhrazy - donchu be accusationing me about stealing no hairnets!" [Slipping hairnet over head].

Please - please. Let's not have things get out of control. We're all minorities here. . . except for Bart.

[Slowly every eye turns to Bart. Who is grabbing handfuls of chips and storing them in plastic baggies.]

"What? Hey - I brought some Paul Simon singing African Songs."

*Don't Stop Me Now - Queen*