Le Flâneur

When I go out these days, it’s more likely than not that I am going with a purpose in mind: Meeting a friend, seeing a specific art exhibit, going to a reading. But it’s hard not to see things while you’re en route.

The Sartorialist sees fashion wherever he goes, and that usually involves taking pictures of people. Me, I like items.

Sometimes I wonder if this isn’t one of my greatest failings as a writer: I anthropomorphize everything from construction lights to goldfish. But when it comes to people, I’m less about imagining what might be going on in their heads and more about observation. I wonder which is more important. Anyway, here are some things I’ve seen recently. And some potential dialogue scraps. :) The last two are from the Norwalk Aquarium. No captions needed.

"Bubba, where we goin' now?" "Wherever the wind takes us, boy."

Gina had aspirations of becoming one of those awesome cell-phone towers, but the Powers That Be said she was too prickly for the job.

 

"Oh, for Pete's sake. How did I get here?"

 

"When I was a boy, there was none of this spackle stuff. Don't even get me started on whitewash. Laziness, that's all it is."

 

"Are you looking at my butt?" "Sorry, Phillippa--it's just--you've got some kind of weird protrusion." "What?!" *cranes neck*

 

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2 Responses to Le Flâneur
  1. Amalia says:

    Is it me or does that Albino Alligator have the whitest teeth?

  2. Yi Shun Lai says:

    I was absolutely stunned by how white they were, too, Amalia! Colgate smile, indeed!

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