There are not that many residential buildings near me. There are mostly offices in all directions, expect due south, where my windows all look. Last night (Mom’s not pleased I told my blog stalkers I was home alone!) I of course was enjoying my freedom dancing through the house in my underwear drinking and smoking and wearing face cream (only one of those is the truth…) and I could see out the window! My senses seemed more acute than ever, and well, I saw TV’s on and surely other things that my imagination has been running wild with all day long.
This leads to only one conclusion, of course, “Should I get a telescope and spy on these people even better?” I mean, if they’re leaving their windows all the way open they’re asking for it, right? In many non dirty ways, it just made me laugh. And think of Google Earth, what with the nose picking and other unassuming things I might be privy to. So, internet, is it creepy that I want to spy on people with a telescope? I’m sure it is, especially since telescopes are expensive, and I don’t like the thought of peering into a room with a dude with a telescope of his own, then hearing the phone ring…
I guess what I really want to do, and leave it at, would be the talk with the salesperson in the Sharper Image. “Which one of these can I see into that building over there with?”



