Tuesday, August 2, 2011


    One thing is for sure about being on Skid Row is that there is never a dull moment.  At this point, I am thoroughly convinced that this place is the crazy person capital of the nation.  Here I am on my run to pick up some supplies for part of my hustle, and the whole operation is shut down because once again we have a situation. This time its a jumper on the scene

    I don't want to sound cold-hearted, but I feel that if jumping off a building is what you want to do with your life then go ahead and do it.  No need to create a huge dramatic spectacle. This guy was hanging up there all night and here it is morning and he still hasn't decided what to do.  They have already deployed the airbag, I'm sure they have made numerous attempts to dissuade him from taking his own life, so what is the point of still hanging out up there.  It seems to me that every once in a while people will go out of their way to draw some sort of attention, that's how bad they need it.  If not, he would not have waited so long to finish what he set out to do in the first place.  I assure you when I check out it will be swift and deliberative.  I'll probably just leave a note saying "please cremate" just to make sure I don't come back as a zombie or something and then throw up the deuces. Then it will be on to the after-life.  Hopefully kicking back in my little after-life hammock, sipping on my little after-life Mai Thai, complete with a little after-life umbrella in it.  Perhaps, just to throw in a little added flair, I'll have my ashes poured out to sea (no reason it just sounds cool). 

   Anyway, it turns out he accomplished his mission after all.  Word is he jumped..either missed completely or bounced off the airbag and crashed into the pavement. How ever it happened, in the end he didn't make it so I guess he got what he wanted.  Doesn't look like stuntman was ever in his blood because he was definitely no Jackie Chan or Lee Majors. Oh well, I hope at least he is in a better place sipping on an after-life Colt 45 or something. Rest in peace, bro.

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