beside the café
the homeless wind
the homeless wind
goes through the garbage
On
Saturday morning, while I was practicing playing and singing my songs, an
elderly woman with a permanent scowl walked, zombielike up Dunn Avenue and across
Queen Street to the Coffeetime, as she does every morning. I usually see her
several minutes later, crossing and walking back down Dunn. This time though
she went directly across the street, opposite my place, with her cigarette and
her coffee, and stood there for a while. The heat was on very high in my
building and so I had both of my living room windows open. I was singing my
song “One Hundred Hookers” and though the guitar has proven to be audible at
that distance I don’t know if the lyrics can be heard across the street.
Suddenly though, the woman looked up at my window, extended her arm over her
head and began waving at me dramatically from side to side from side to side,
while shouting, “Heeeeeeey! Heeeeeeey! Heeeeeeey!” several times. Then she stepped
off the sidewalk, just a little toward me, and squatted with her knees far
apart while comically miming the strumming of a guitar. Then she straightened
up, put her scowl back on, but stood there finishing her cigarette while
nodding her head in time to the song I was playing. After that she walked like
a zombie back towards the donut shop, without looking up at me at all.
While eating a
delicious apple, my enjoyment disappeared when I noticed that I had already
bitten off and swallowed half of the sticker.
I spent most of
Saturday working on my Children’s Literature term essay. It’s always a slow
process to find a thesis out of the writing that I just throw down
spontaneously at first, but I think I finally found it. Now I need to pull all
of the ideas into harmony with the thesis.
I watched the last
of the Sid Caesar collections that I’d downloaded. Woody Allen, Mel Brooks, and
Danny and Neil Simon were all writers on Caesar’s Hour. Allen said that he
learned everything he knows about comedy from Danny Simon. Apparently, Carol
Burnett went to every single rehearsal of the show when she was honing her
skills as a comedienne.
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