what a relief

i cannot believe i nearly forgot to write about this:

i was getting gas yesterday in west baltimore before i drove to annapolis to meet michael's sister ursula. as i was standing there, mild-manneredly pumping gas into my car, i glanced over at the man at the pump in front of me. he started to do something that looked like adjusting his low-riding jeans. that's fairly normal--you have to pull 'em up a lot or you'll have your ecko's around your ankles.

he wasn't pulling up his jeans, though, no. he was PULLING THEM DOWN. he's not going to do it, i thought. but yes. yes he was. he glanced furtively around the gas station, turned toward his opened car door, and i saw a steady stream of urine start to pool around his feet then run off to the right toward the drain. he shook it dry, pulled up his trousers, and got back in his car and drove off.

i saw a man pee next to his car at a gas station today. i need to move away.