To those who don’t know, Xenalyte and my Houston area neighborhood have been gracious enough to house these unfortunate souls who lack the will to work, yet find time to roam around at 2:00am shooting off guns and doing a bit of robbing, raping, and murdering.
Some butt-monkey knocked over my favorite convenience store, the one on Wilcrest at Lakeside.
And then there was the time about a month ago that my husband and I were coming back into our little subdivision, and saw a guy strolling the area in a full sweatsuit, with hood up.
In April.
In Houston, where it was around 85 degrees and 85% humidity.
We said hi, but he wouldn’t make eye contact and got out of our vicinity pronto.