Wandered out to get something to drink with lunch (too warm for coffee today). Walking along the street toward me was a very tall woman with very black skin (we're talking deep space black, #000000 here) wearing a bikini and sandals, and arm in arm with a very old white guy who looked like Old Indiana Jones, eyepatch and all.

They were getting stared at quite a bit, and seemed to be enjoying it.

From: [identity profile] socmot.livejournal.com


That sounds a lot like David Bowie (who wears a patch) and is married to a very tall black model named Iman....and if they were being stared it, it might well have been them!
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From: [identity profile] gothwalk.livejournal.com


Bowie's not THAT old. I'm fairly sure I'd recognise him. No, really, I would. If I just walked past him on the street without recognising him, it's time for the whole ritual seppuku thing.

From: [identity profile] socmot.livejournal.com


I thought Iman was really dark?

And D, sorry for sort of implying that you wouldn't recognise Bowie :-)

From: [identity profile] malinaldarose.livejournal.com


I don't recall her as being dark enough to warrant #000000 as a description; guess I'll have to go back and watch Star Trek VI again!

From: [identity profile] fornorald.livejournal.com


That... sounds like something that begs to be used in an RPG session in some way. Or used as a story seed. Imagine the story you could write that had events end up with that scene.

Sounds like someone has perhaps slipped a Wierdness Magnet into your pocket this morning...

From: [identity profile] iresprite.livejournal.com


Sounds like someone has perhaps slipped a Wierdness Magnet into your pocket this morning...

It was me.

Don't tell him.

I've arranged for an encounter with a telepathic dog.
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From: [identity profile] gothwalk.livejournal.com


Ah. So that's why I've been hearing mysterious barking, woofing, and growling all day. And had an urge to chase the postman. That was really weird.

From: [identity profile] iresprite.livejournal.com


Yes, well... just be glad you weren't terribly close to any fire hydrants.

Don't worry. Next thing I've got lined up is fairly tame. Floating billboards promoting Ming the Merciless for World Dictator shouldn't be too intrusive.
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From: [identity profile] gothwalk.livejournal.com


He couldn't even get elected to the Dail when he ran in Galway. When someone promoting the legalisation of cannabis can't get elected in a student town, you know there's something wrong.

From: [identity profile] iresprite.livejournal.com


I think it was the eyebrows, personally. Creeped everyone out... not that he'd listen, mind you. He was all "Weather control ray! Blah!" and "She will marry me and we will breed creepy superbabies! Blah!"

Very unimaginative as megalomaniacs go, but you know how it goes.

Right. Strike the floating billboards and move on to the colossal squid in the mailroom.

From: [identity profile] sage-and-sea.livejournal.com


I have a memory heading for story seeds - you have the most posts in there!
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