While I was walking down the sidewalk today with my friend Kim in the 69-degree calm before the cold thunderstorm, we saw a praying mantis! We warned two innocent passersby (one who had just bought two Zen books at Babbitt's!) not to step on it, and then there was a sudden convergence of we two caffeine-tipsy women, a local television news reporter who had once interviewed Kim**, a local radio news reporter who had recently interviewed me***, and the Poetry Radio producer**** who has aired a bunch of my poems, standing around a praying mantis on the sidewalk.
1) I love the freakiness of my life, but 2) it is a little freaky.
*Excellent idea! Ladies of my own book group: let's do this. Bring some books you're done with, and let's exchange them!
**I'm not telling you the topic of Kim's interview, but let's just say it's biological without involving insects.
***About the annual cemetery walk.
****One of the male Poetry Radio producers, not the female you see when you click the link above. But the female you see was, by coincidence, sitting in the window of the fresh-food deli, typing madly on her laptop, and Kim and I had just stopped to stare at her through the picture window and freak her out until she smiled at us. Right after the praying mantis congregation, we did it again.
