let's hope it's good luck. i was walking around in soho last week (not on broadway because the temptation to take a huge stick to the crush of inhumanly slow walkers is way, way too tempting) and was pleasantly surprised when i crossed paths with voltaire. i spotted the gleaming white skull on his sweater half a block away. i remember reading a story about how he was profiled in an airport for that sweater, and it made me ponder for a moment how an airport security guard greeted the skully sweater with questions, a beepy metal detector, and a potential body cavity search—all for a knitted skull. when i saw it, though, it made me smile and want to follow him around on his errands (i'm sure he was doing spectacularly spooky and macabre deeds with, like, lots of cobwebs and things, unlike me who was just doing...stuff).

it reminded me that there's still a lot of crappy bias out there, and lots of people that might hate you for stupid, superficial reasons, or for seemingly no reason at all. i hadn't really forgotten, but i was reminded to keep trying not to make snap judgments about people, and to not judge others' life choices, especially when they're very different from my own and i think i'm in the right.

it also reminded me to get on knitting that sweater, the one with the little skulls on the elbows...you know, like corduroy elbow patches, but skulls. it's gonna be awesome, just you wait.

-chris

Tags: elbow patches, skulls, superstitions, voltaire