Today, in the middle of the night/early morning I went to a convenience store... in a robe... specifically to buy half & half... for caucasians. No I did not pay with a check, but I did pay with a check card.
Living the life, man. Far out. Far fucking out.
That's cool, that's cool.
Far out, man, far fuckin' out. A moment of abiding.
The cool thing is that it wasn't intentional, but the irony was not lost on me. It was, unfortunately lost on the clerk, however she learned of a movie she should see.
Moment of abiding indeed! Felt almost like going on a pilgrimage.