When I was going to the University of Texas, I used to hitch rides all over town in Austin. That’s because I could never afford a car that lasted more than a few months. It would have been illegal to hitch on the highway, and anyway that was dangerous, as a friend of mine found out, nearly to her permanent cost. It was probably dangerous in town too, but somehow I never really thought about that.
There was a University-run shuttle bus to campus, but it didn’t come to East Austin, which was where I lived. There’s a whole ‘nother story behind why it didn’t, but suffice it to say that East Austin was where the ethnic minorities lived. And the students who were putting themselves through school, rather than depending on mom and dad to pay for everything, including a room in the dorm or an apartment. I shared a house with 4 other people — mixed genders, which caused some stir amongst the faculty in the Music School, I found out. One of my music theory teachers took me aside and told me they were talking about me in the faculty lounge.
“What in the world are they finding to say?” I asked. I was an undergrad. How did I rate this attention?
“Because you live with two men”
“And two women!” I countered. “And we’re all in Fine Arts.”
“All the more reason,” he replied.
I should mention that gossip was an ongoing entertainment in the Music School, faculty and students alike. I should have expected this. Still, I was pretty surprised.
Anyway, it turned out that there was a man leaving work at the warehouse a block away at the same time as I had to leave to be at an afternoon class. He picked me up several times. One day, I needed a ride to the other end of town, and he agreed to take me there. We got to talking on the way.
He’d been in the military, he told me. I expressed my sympathy. But no, he’d enlisted. I wondered aloud why he would do that. He answered me by saying, “I wanted to see what it felt like to kill someone.”
All sound in the car stopped, including breathing.
“I’ve scared you,” he said.
“Or shocked you,” he went on when I didn’t answer.
I finally got my heart started again.
“No. If you were going to hurt me, you’d have done it by now. But I just realized I was a fool to believe I would get through my whole life without meeting someone who felt like you do,” And every other way too, I thought to myself.
After that, I took the city bus.
Just for fun (stole this from my friend, Cary Cooper of the Dreamsicles)
Pick the month you were born:
January——-I kicked
February——I loved
March——–I karate chopped
April———-I licked
May———-I jumped on
June———-I smelled
July———–I did the Macarena With
August——–I had lunch with
September—-I danced with
October——-I sang to
November—–I yelled at
December—–I ran over
Pick the day (number) you were born on:
1——-a birdbath
2——-a monster
3——-a phone
4——-a fork
5——-a snowman
6——-a gangster
7——-my mobile phone
8——-my dog
9——-my best friends’ boyfriend
10——-my neighbour
11——-my science teacher
12——-a banana
13——-a fireman
14——-a stuffed animal
15——-a goat
16——-a pickle
17——-your mom
18——-a spoon
19—— – a smurf
20——-a baseball bat
21——-a ninja
22——-Chuck Norris
23——-a noodle
24——-a squirrel
25——-a football player
26——-my sister
27——-my brother
28——-an iPod
29——-a surfer
30——-a homeless guy
31——-a llama
What is the last number of the year you were born:
1——— In my car
2 ——— On your car
3 ———– In a hole
4 ———– Under your bed
5 ———– Riding a Motorcycle
6 ——— sliding down a hill
7 ——— in an elevator
8———- at the dinner table
9 ——– In line at the bank
0 ——– in your bathroom
Pick the color of shirt you are wearing:
White———because I’m cool like that
Black———because that’s how I roll.
Pink———–because I’m NOT crazy.
Red———–because the voices told me to.
Blue———–because I’m sexy and I do what I want
Green———because I think I need some serious help.
Purple———because I’m AWESOME!
Gray———-because Big Bird said to and he’s my leader.
Yellow——–because someone offered me 1,000,000 dollars
Orange——–because my family thinks I’m stupid anyway.
Brown———because I can.
Other———-because I’m a Ninja!
None———-because I can’t control myself!
Now type out the sentence you made for a title, and put it wherever you like. Enjoy!
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