Dress-Bag Slicker

I just got home from a day full of running around in the rain and just 'doing stuff'. I have had a lot of fun today and I just want to say that the new movie, "XMen Origins: Wolverine" is amazing. I love it and I felt like it ended WAY too soon. (And for all you mom's that love Wolverine, there are a few very sexy scenes. Not in a perverted sex-scene kind of way, more of a shirtless moment but happyl and then a naked-run-away-fear-and-confusion moment where you don't really see anything) Oh my, his body is way amazing and fit and gorgeous.

A moment from earlier today:

The lightning sent a camera's flash through the window of the small building. All it's occupants gasped and looked out into the world on the other side. A real life movie from the 20's. Everything was in black and white, no color, just shades of grey moving in a sort of shaken shadow. Small gusts of wind pushed lines of rain towards the door in some unknown rhythm. The spots littering the ground danced in a waltz with increasing furocity.
Inside, the lights were bright and the air too stiff. The whites were too white and the colors too bold. The silence was too heavy and the tension and concentration coming from the people's eyes were almost solid.
Everyone was done with what they needed, but all were too attached to their too-white and too-dry moment that they were all afraid to leave through the waiting doors. Two of them stand, walk to the doors, push them open, and disappear into the old film.
Outside the barrier of the starched room, the two laugh and run towards their silently waiting vehicle. One door opens a moment just before the other and they launch themsleves into the seats. The rain finds a few seconds between the time they land and the closing of the doors to push its way into the car and onto their seats, laps, and floorboards. The doors close as a few desperate drops fight their way into the closing spaces. More luaghter erupts when they realize they are drenched on all the points of their bodys that face the sky.
Just a moment passes by before the two notice the perfect block that was the shop is broken for a second time as the doors swing open once more. Two bodies erupt from the white area. The sign above the door reading 'TAILOR' flickers once as the two bodies, covered in dress bags with face-holes cut in them, run across the parking lot to their own vehicle.
At the sight of two grown women, running through the grey rain in dress bags, the first two let even more laughter flow throughout the little car like a new perfume. It envelopes them in a colorful warmth that can't be dried by the 20's storm outside, or confined by the perfectly white box in front of them.





Ok, that was just a funny moment today. The rain really came out of no where. I mean, it was misting all day and then, as we were sitting there, BAM, it just hit us. The sky's bottom broke and I swear I saw a few chuncks of it hit the ground in the midsts of all the rain droplets! Now, if you've ever seen grown women run in dress bags, then you can laugh like that. However, if you havn't, it's something worth seeing at least once in your life if you ever get the rare chance.

Alright, I suppose I ought to go to bed now. I have extra stuff to get done tomorrow. I hope that I didn't get to descriptive and that you all actually caught the funniness in the moment.