thing 1:
Kate and I are at the Tanger Outlets near North Myrtle. For the record, no I did not take her there, we went together. No woman is gonna be the boss of me and give me orders. Also, dang girl, they have a Puma store!!!
So, we are resting from the harsh June sun, and we hear what can best be described as a ruckus. We try and see what's happening, as it sounds like a fight, and many people are looking in the direction of said ruckus. But alas, we can see nothing. Finally a group of very boisterous African-Americans comes around the corner.
Right at this moment, a man, white, in his mid fifties as best we can tell says:
"We're about to have a White House full of that in about 8 months."
To which I replied:
"Holy shit!" and "Wow." and probably "Wowzers!"
I cannot believe that this happened. But it did.
thing 2:
Watching the news. With my family.
There was a story on gas prices affecting all parts of society.
They were interviewing a shrimp-boat-captain (although, maybe not a captain. perhaps he was under the captains employ. who's to say?).
The shrimp-boat-worker, commenting on the affect of gas prices, said:
"It really has a dramastic impact..."
Wow. Also real.
Both of these things happened on Friday the 13th.
Which, for those of you who don't know, 13 is my lucky number.
Usually I would here point out that sometimes I have freakishly bad luck.
But not this day.
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