[Not Afraid]

Among the variety of crap that happened yesterday was one particularly strange occurrence. I was visiting my sweet pitbull, Cassidy and there was an odd man hanging out in front of their house. I was suspicious and kept an eye on him. When Cassidy and I got back from our walk, he decided to leave the area, but left a small boom box on the sidewalk blasting out 70's rock. It was disturbing to see this beat up piece of electronic sitting all alone, straining to play at the volumes it was instructed to. I turned it off and moved it off to the side, but I do wonder if the strange guy ever went back to get it.