Day 2 as the “Afternoon Raccoon”
March 11, 2008
Our tragic hero, Rabid, is rudely awaken at sunrise. Although groggy, he was immediately drawn to the smell of hot trash in the nearby alley. Waiting patiently atop the dumpster, snacking on whatever, was his new friend, Turk.
Turk: How’s it going daywalker?
Rabid: Very funny(with look of angst). Not so well actually.
Turk: What’s the problem? Everybody looking at you funny?
Rabid: Um…yeah. How did you know?
Turk: Hmm…lets see. Maybe because you don’t belong here, ha ha ha, Sorry.
Rabid: If I’m gonna make it in this new life, I need to fit in. I need to be able to make conversation, you know, get on with the locals.
Turk: Good idea…lets start with politics. What do you know?
Rabid: Yeah…nothing
Turk: Well there is the Republicans, who can’t get out of their own way. Then there is the Democrats, who have taken up an almost nocturnal existence, no offense.
Rabid: None taken.
