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Takoma Park Maryland 08/17/2010 [21 Aug 2010|07:03am]

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Corner of Rhode Island Avenue & North Capital Street N.W. August 15 2010 [16 Aug 2010|11:20pm]

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August 14 2010 [14 Aug 2010|09:28pm]

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"New Moon" over Washington D.C. (11/21/2009) [24 Nov 2009|08:40am]

"Oh My God Jacob, I feel myself changing ! What have you done to me !"

***Hahahahahahahahaha ....
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Dramatic Affair [13 Apr 2009|04:58am]

[ mood | well ]

I love seeing people arguing or fighting in public or on the streets. It's so human. Daily dramas of life unfolding before our eyes, such uncontainable emotion. It's better than television.

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BarCamp geek/people watching [17 Nov 2008|10:49pm]

I don't post very often but did want to share this photo from Sydney BarCamp4 which was held on the weekend. I've used an lj-cut as the image is quite large (1024x530).

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You may recall my other picture submission to people_watching was from Sculptures by the Sea in 2007. Any feedback welcome and appreciated
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People Watching People Who Also Watch [19 Sep 2008|10:40am]

They're standing in front of one of the buildings on my campus, circled around one another, chattering excitedly.

As I walk up I catch more of the conversation.

"People watching! I LOVE people watching!" The girl exclaims loudly.

Another girl calls their attention, "This one time, there were this bunch in the dining hall and--"

"--They thought we were all creepers, I'm sure."


"--It was so funny!"

I lose parts of the conversation as I walk inside, but all the while I am snickering to myself.
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[12 Sep 2008|04:36pm]

My friend and I sit inside her dorm, the door is open as she paints and I read.

Two girls walk by talking loudly in argumentative tones, this is the only part we hear of their arugment:

"You DON'T have SEX with your EX-BOYFRIEND!"

My friend and I look up at each other, startled. As the two girls turn farther down the hall and out of hearing, my friend and I both crack up.
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[04 Sep 2008|04:02pm]

Two today, both heard while walking home.

Two eleven- or twelve-year-old girls:
Girl 1: Oh! Bi-polar! That's it, yeah, he was bi-polar.
Girl 2 (completely serious): Are you sure you don't mean bi-sexual?

A fourteen year old guy and his friend:
Guy 1: "How do you like them apples"? What kind of phrase is that? It's so lame. I hate it. What's it from, anyway? A TV show or something, right? It's so annoying. Why do people use it? Man, I hate that phrase. It doesn't even make sense.
Guy 2: I dunno. I like the phrase though.
Guy 1: Stop it! Stop encouraging it! Gah!!!

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Distracted in London [03 Sep 2008|10:20pm]

[ mood | mellow ]

Newbie here, hoping I don't do this wrong.

While I was studying in London, my mom suggested I journal so as to better remember my time in London.  I walked down to the park and was going to write about museums and stuff, but everything else was just SO MUCH MORE INTRIGUING.  Voila.  What I ended up writing.

Suppositions of a Bystander
May 18th, at Hyde Park

I believe you because I don't know I don't have to:
They walk with purpose, but they walk to nowhere.
"I was like you," one girl says.  "If it weren't for him--"
The other girl is silent.

Sometimes the shortcomings of capitalism:

The pigeons fight over scraps of bread, but given a whole piece, they are at loss what to do.  Yet they learn quickly, and via the elitist mass huddle only the ones who were already there manage to get much of anything at all.

The inevitable truth of family vacations:

There are six of them, all blond and speaking German, or something like it.
Five are smiling.  One is not.

Retribution for laughing at statistics:
Couples strolling and holding hands, sitting down and holding hands, roller-blading and holding hands, and on a bench in the rose garden, a man squeezing a woman's hand and saying, "the trouble with marriage is--"

The reason why Hemingway's novels end in rain:
It will rain soon.  It is a long way back, the sky is fiercely dark, and I know if I don't leave now, I will be carrying groceries back to the flat in a downpour, but I stop anyway to write this down.

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[30 Jul 2008|11:17pm]

The other day I was sitting at a red light in front of some apartments and I saw a mother standing out in the lawn while her daughter (about 2 or 3) ran around in her bathing suit playing in the sprinkler. It was just one of those little sprinklers that pop up out of the ground and rotate, but anyone who has ever had the pleasure of apartment living knows you take what you can get!

So anyhow, this little girl is obviously not so sure about the sprinkler. She doesn't run through it, she just stands in one place, bends her knees a little in anticipation, and waits for it to come back around and get her wet. The mother is just standing there observing.

Finally, the sprinkler makes its way back around, but as it does it sprays the little girl right in the face, and she goes ass over end into the grass. I start cracking up from inside my car, as does the mother out in the grass. The girl lays on the ground, obviously stunned, and just starts bawling. It was so cute and funny you couldn't help but laugh. I'm sure the little girl thought it was positively the worst thing that's happened to her all week! The mother did eventually go scoop her up and console her.
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[13 Jul 2008|11:06pm]

I was talking with a fellow camp counselor across the room from their group of kids they were supposed to be watching. As we talked, from across the room:

"Don't choke me with the string!"
"I'm not! I'm making a bead lizard!"
"ACK! Stop trying to choke me!"

Reaction from counselor: None.
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Overheard From the Bar Restroom Urinal [26 Apr 2008|04:55am]

[ mood | amused ]

Two buddies taking a good ole piss together at the urinals.
One to the other says: "If I go to that party I'm gonna tear it up, dude. Because whenever I go to parties, I tear it up. Seriously."

I stifled my laugh as best I could.

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[31 Mar 2008|11:14pm]

At a coffee shop with some buds, the table right in front of us, this woman is arguing with the man about something horrendous (it seems). I have never seen an angrier, bitchier woman in my life. Watched her for the entire night, couldn't see the man's expressions at all as his back was facing us. Couldn't hear a word of the conversation because there was a band playing. She didn't smile once. Made me sad to think that there are people out there who truly don't smile. It seemed to be a familial argument, definitely not lovers.

I feel that her face is going to haunt me for awhile.
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[19 Mar 2008|06:04pm]

A guy was saying this to his friend and I guess a female friend on my way back from the library:
"I really think that beautiful girls are out of my league. I think that every male thinks they are out of their league. When you think about it, us males are pretty much monkeys compared to these beautiful girls, or any female for that matter. We don't deserve them. Women are the fairer race."
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Nicknames [26 Feb 2008|08:27pm]

Girl: Have you see Mark?
Boy: He was in the canteen talking to Lovely Sue
Girl: I hate Lovely Sue
Boy: Yeah, she's not so lovely...
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Today [22 Feb 2008|09:37pm]

[ mood | amused ]

I was walking along, and went past two boys of about fifteen. They were messing around and one stuck his arms out and went "Superman!", to which his friend replied, quite calmly: "Dat ho?"

It amused me to no end - the boys must've thought I was some laughing crazy or something.

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This happened to me during the summer when I was working in Singapore: [21 Feb 2008|11:43pm]

[ mood | amused ]

I didn't know anyone so the only thing I would do all day was people watch. I loved it. Anyway, so one day I was at lunch when two women sat down at the table next to mine. One of them had a cute fringe. They had to borrow one of the two chairs from the table I was sitting at, so I felt slightly more self-conscious about eating alone than usual, haha. Before they started to eat, the woman with the fringe asked the other woman to say grace. I watched attentively because public praying has always fascinated me. They both closed their eyes as the woman quietly spoke. However, midway, the one with the fringe opened her eyes wide and stuck out her tongue, waiting for the non-fringed woman to open her eyes. When the non-fringed woman finished saying grace and opened her eyes she noticed her friend. They both laughed loudly and, mortifyingly, so did I. It was one of those laughs that you think you can hold in, but escapes at the last second. I froze. I was horrified at being caught eavesdropping, or in this case, spying. But when the non-fringed lady turned to look at me, she smiled, gestured at the fringed woman, and said, "Haha, she's so naughty!" The word choice struck me as odd, but I was just relieved that they weren't weirded out by me, hahaha.

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Things to Make You aww on Valentines Day [14 Feb 2008|11:59pm]

[ mood | content ]

there are different ways that you can 'aww' about something.

The aww in that quirky cute way. "Aww, HAHA!"

The Mustachioed hispanic gentleman in his 60s, a modern day gaucho in his acid washed black jeans, worn cowboy boots and thick black leather jacket, using the reflective surface of the bus stop's advertising space as a mirror while spritzing his silver streaked pompadour with a generous abundance of hairspray he got from his plastic bag filled with grooming supplies and flowers.

The aww in a tragically sad, way. "Aww, poor thing"

The big haired lady that sat picking through her appetizer for much longer than 45 minutes at a table she waited longer than an hour and 15 minutes for, waiting on her Paramour to arrive. Never showing, she eventually asked quietly for the check and departed. This is Olive Garden we're talking about mind you.

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Cornwall, England [06 Feb 2008|04:57pm]

Two elderly ladies in the street:

1: Good bye my lover, go home and have a cup of tea
2: Good bye. Think of me
1: I will. Have a cup of tea
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