Well, I got back from a car show just now. Well actually, right now it's about an hour after because I got sidetracked talking to one of my friends online. Interesting conversation about music and Europe and everything. Always fun to be able to talk about real things for once with REAL opinions. *sniff* I was holding out hope that it was possible, haha. Well, anyway, it was a fine outting I suppose. I don't really like cars in any special way. I have a Ford Tempo, and I'm perfectly satisfied with it. Well, except it doesn't have a cd player. That might kill it eventually. But I digress. Sorry, again I have been waylaid by this friend. I haven't had decent conversation in a long time. I haven't actually been able to talk about real things for awhile either. So, it's a nice change. Ok, sorry, I just took another break. I think I am going to screw what this thread was really about. Hey, if or when you read this, I just want to say that it's much fun being purposefully annoying with my opinions and hashing things out and actually thinking for once. Thanks for bothering to listen. I'm talking to a specific person here who hopefully gets that I'm talking about them, not all of my readers (yeah, all ten of them. No, I'm kidding. That's way too generous of a number. I'm sure it's less than that)
Well anyway, shes gone now so I can actually finish this post, and only a mere two hours after I started! Yay!
So I was at the car show basically meeting up with one of my mum's freinds who's older, like he was in his teens in the 50s, I think. It wasn't bad, though my foot acted up for some reason. I hope it doesnt rain because I don't want to be one of those old people on the porch predicting weather. Although I don't think there's much hope otherwise with a broken foot. I got Irish Breakfast tea. It wasn't really that bad, it just tasted like a generic black tea, I couln't really tell what made it too different from English Breakfast. Of course, I didn't actually get too good of a taste of it because it was scalding hot, and heat seems to be able to steal taste away somehow. I had to put cream and sugar in it to cool it off. It tasted quite good then but that probably was the cream and sugar, so, like I said, I can't really comment on it's flavor.
One somewhat distrubing thing happened. One of this older friend of my mum and me's friends was there at the show. Well, actually, it was someone that he met at car shows and such, so he didn't really know him past that. Apparently, some little girls accused him of taking pictures of them. The police confiscated his film and took him name and everything. I can't comment on whether he was innocent or not because I obviously don't know. I can't really take his word for it, can I? His word was not guilty (even though thats a phrase...). He claimed he had been taking pictures of cars, which one would be prone to do at a car show... I think I could see where confusion might come into play. The place was almost teeming with children. Practicaly everywhere you looked there would be a child of some sort. So, either this guy knew this, was a pedophile, and took advantage of it, or just happened to be caught up in a set of bad coincidences. I can't really dispute either one. But can you imagine being innocent and in his position? There's not much to help him because, of what I mentioned earlier, even if the developed photos were of cars, there might be children featured in them. It gets really hard to decide either way from there I would think. I bet his character ends up being what he gets judged on. That's why I would be scared. Because my life would be in the hands of 12 random people who don't know me and who are basing their decision not on fact but on what they think of me.
I can't think of how to end this post.
Meh, I think I'll post a poem or something...
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