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Monday, March 12, 2012

Frisbee Man

Today I drove by a park and saw a man playing Frisbee by himself...(he may have preferred the preposition "with").  He was a tall, scrawny elderly man. He was wearing baggy black pants with what looked like bright red chilli peppers all over them.  They looked like eighties chef pants or maybe something Will Smith would've sported in his roll as the Fresh Prince of Bel Air. Anyway, I watched the man chuck the frisbee fairly far from where he was planted.  Then, in no hurry at all, he plodded towards the frisbee's landed location. That was all I saw as I drove past. It made me sort of sad, but my immediate facial expression was an amused smile.