five days after we moved into our new home, there was a block party on our street. and that's where i first saw "nathan" (i don't know his name, i can just imagine that's what he might be called). "nathan" is one of the creepiest guys i have ever met. he is the type of guy that you can't wait to get away from and usually do so in the middle of a conversation with him.
i hadn't seen "nathan" since the block party and had nearly forgotten about him. that is, until my daughter and i were walking home this morning and i almost ran right into him. how do you ignore someone right in front of you in a quiet neighborhood? apparently, if your me, you act like your blind and just start singing old macdonald with your toddler.
and, guess what? it worked. i don't think he even looked my way.