A sci-fi movie moment
We just moved into our current apartment less than two weeks ago, so I don't know if this is par for the course or just coincidence, but for the past two nights, as very strong thunderstorms have been brewing, the sketchiest ice cream truck you can ever imagine arrives in our neighborhood. Its arrival is announced by the gleeful, tinny sound of the ice cream truck theme song emanating from its top, which is completely at odds with its appearance (i.e. looks more like a front for narcotics activity than a place to get a Bomb pop or an Italian ice). What gets me is that this truck only seems to appear right before inclement/dangerous weather. The combination of the innocent/eerie truck song with the looming ominous clouds makes me feel like I'm the innocent guy out walking his dog before aliens come down and eat my brain.
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Have you recently noticed that David Lynch is living in your kitchen. Because maybe you're in a Lynch film.
That's terrifying. Maybe the bomb pop comes with cocaine. The storms in the midwest are terrifying, and wonderful. Helps to explain midwestern religiousity..if you saw the force of nature that unabashedly every evening you might wonder what God thought of you.
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