I was having a good look/see at a nudish sculpture of a lady in a store window when I became aware of this oldish guy standing beside me, glaring at me like I was being an awful pervert or something. He didn't say anything .
I love The Shadow! We used to listen to it on Saturday nights up north when I was a kid (Dad had a "no TV at the cabin" rule). :)
This post was edited by Bozette at August 8, 2017 12:34 AM MDT
My life has been a flood of strangers guessing what I think. Then they interrupt what I am saying to scold me because they didn't like what they guessed.
That is why I appreciate online forums now: nobody can interrupt me.