Wednesday, April 22, 2009

I saw a dead guy today.

No, really, I did.

Long story:
I was going from work to Renssalaer to pick up Emma, who will be here for a couple of days. The bus was being a PITA, stopping at one stop for no particular reason at all, so I texted Emma and we decided she'd take a cab to my house alone. So I got off at Lark St, and went to grab the next 10 back to my house. So I get on it and it's going down Central Avenue like it's supposed to and it got to Henry Johnson Blvd. Right there were flashing cop cars and lights and several guys standing around, including a couple of bike cops. I saw a bicycle lying on the ground, and I saw what looked to be like a sack of something on the ground. As we pulled up in front of the building, I saw a man lying there, with a caved in skull, the top part of his forehead was red, and he was not moving. What was really really frightening to me, besides the part where I had never seen anything like that was really hearing the reactions of everyone else on the bus. They all had the same reaction I did which was basically saying, "Oh my god," and looking, but unable to look away.

It's a little odd.

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