Oddities

I was sleeping last night, when I farted so loud, I woke myself and my wife up.  The cat, who usually sleeps at the foot of our bed was peaking his head around the corner of the doorway. 

How do I know I farted?  Well, let's just say the smell was... intense.  How does one fart so loud that it wakes you up?  I mean, you have to push to fart that loud.  Was I dreaming of farting?  Normally, I wake up, fart, and go back to sleep, but I must have been too tired to last night.

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So, on the way home from work yesterday, I had to stop by Albertson's to pick up some Cream of something soup so my wife can cook tonight.  As I'm pulling into a parking space, a nice white corvette pulls into the spot right next too me.  Now, down here in Dallas, the people who usually drive vettes are middle-age men, or 20-somethings without a family yet.

However, out pops one of the more interesting characters I've seen lately.

Wild Bill Hickcock.  That's the only way I can describe him.  He was 5'6", had the Wild Bill Hickcock beard/mustache, etc...  But that isn't the only thing that made me think "Wild Bill."

His clothes.  He wore a green paisley shirt tucked into black and white striped pants that were held up by suspenders.  Those pants in turn, were tucked into calf-high boots that were well worn.  Topping the ensemble off was a white straw cowboy hat.  I couldn't stop staring.  The only thing that made me realize he was from the 20th century was the cell phone he had clipped to his pocket.

Anyways, I grabbed my Cream of Some Young Guy soup and went out back to my car.  The corvette was still there, so I had to take a peek inside.

Sure enough, there was a Buckskin jacket (Think General George Custer) along with some type of fur item.  I just had to leave shaking my head and wondering what this guy did for a living.

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"Action, Indeed"