where do we live?

 

so i was dropping amy off at home after work before i had to get to class tonight, and there was a dude lying on the ground holding his head about 1/2 block down. a few people were crowded around him and within a couple of minutes a cop showed up, followed by a firetruck, and an ambulance.

don't know what happened to said dude. either someone clunked him on the head, or he tripped and clunked himself on the noggin. he had a bald head and i think that it was an odd muscley fellow that walks around shirtless when the temp hits 50 and above. he had dark tanned skin like this odd man i speak of. but i had to get to class and only saw the figure quickly scooped up on a stretcher and getting wheeled away before i could make a positive id.

it is always funny to me how quickly something can turn for the wrong with a human. one second you are standing and fine, then a sudden movement can render you helpless (broken ankle, even twisted ankle). many times i picture a marx brothers-esk scene: a single person down as others stand in curious wonder, in come the flashing lights and quickly several people pour out of the vehicle, snatch up the person, shove them in the back of their automobile, and speed away to put the person back together again--leaving behind exhaust and a gaggle of onlookers who inevitably shrug their shoulders and disperse themselves back to whatever it was that occupied their time before the incident. strangely comical to me, the whole scene.