2005-02-08 - 12:29 p.m.
There's a pipe in the red brick wall I lean against when I go out to the alley to smoke at work, and I'm completely infatuated with it. I'm infatuated with the whole alley.
It's so filthy.
I'm not a fan on the days when the people who live next door miss the dumpster when dumping out their cat pans, but the rest of the time it's good.
You get a nice view of the obscenely large Catholic church across the street. Seriously, it's obscene. It's the biggest thing in this town, with the exception of the Baptist church. Maybe they're battling, I don't know.
I should stop smoking this weekend.
Then I'd miss the alley.
But I'd be a non-smoker.
Say encouraging things!
