Intrigue filled the air at 7th and Montana this morning as Rigolatte -- the local loon who alternates between belting out opera tunes and preaching to the masses -- made the scene dressed for a luau. "Look," I said, "He's wearing a Hawaiian shirt ... he must have Tiny Bubbles on the brain." And indeed he did. He waltzed into Our Favorite Starbucks, made a bee-line for the free samples, and stuffed two handfuls of artificial sweetener into his shirt ... all the while reciting the Lord's Prayer over and over like a mantra. He left as mysteriously as he arrived, saying his prayers all the way down 7th Street.
Wednesday, September 1, 2010
TINY BUBBLES ... AT 7TH AND MONTANA!
Intrigue filled the air at 7th and Montana this morning as Rigolatte -- the local loon who alternates between belting out opera tunes and preaching to the masses -- made the scene dressed for a luau. "Look," I said, "He's wearing a Hawaiian shirt ... he must have Tiny Bubbles on the brain." And indeed he did. He waltzed into Our Favorite Starbucks, made a bee-line for the free samples, and stuffed two handfuls of artificial sweetener into his shirt ... all the while reciting the Lord's Prayer over and over like a mantra. He left as mysteriously as he arrived, saying his prayers all the way down 7th Street.
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3 comments:
Glad you made it back safe and sound to the looney bin :o)
What a thing to come back to....I mean it!
All these innocent little theives make everything cost more for the rest of us.
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