musings a go go

This past month so far has flown by--my mom's birthday was August 5, and so many things have happened personally. I will divulge those things at another time. In the meantime, I'll share a scary story about the "Phantom". I worked late this week and when I was getting into the car I saw a tall scary man all in black from head to toe. He had on a big black hat, and a long black trench coat. His face was painted white and his cheeks were heavily rouged and he had painted a big fake mole on his cheek. (Think of Baby Jane). He had long bleached blonde hair and he was pushing an Albertson's buggy as fast as he could, the whole time looking directly at me. It was so scary. I locked the car door and just stared at him, wishing that I had my cell phone so I could take a picture.