There Goes the Neighborhood!

There's been a change in my neighborhood as of late. Recently I've been seeding a lot more foreign people in the streets near my domicile. Now I've got no problem with this, save for this one asshole I refer to as Scared White Man (the picture above came up when I typed Scared White Man into google...it's pretty accurate). Now I've had two run-ins with this guy. The first went down around Christmas time. I was in the cave and saw this other guy (Scared White Man) starring at me...so thinking he's just really shy or something I greet him. He then hide behind a produce table. Whatever buddy...I think that's the last of Scared White Man. WRONG! So last night I'm on my way to the Mini-Stop when I see him again on the street. Once more I say hello to him...this time he flees. The guy honestly started running away. Now I don't go out of my way to talk to random white people here, but I was under the impression that if you make eye contact with another foreigner, you say hello, or at least give a head nod and smile. Every foreigner I've ever encountered has played by these rules. Scared White Man apparently is a renegade, throwing caution to the wind and screaming, "Damn the rules!" Or he was simply terrified of my sheer awesomeness!
QUICK NOTE: Ladies here are way too into high heels. On my way home from the supermarket I honestly saw a lady in a gray sweatsuit (sweat shirt and sweat pants) wearing high heels. What the crap is that?


The gateway to work. This is the building where all the magic happens. When the weather is warmer, Darrell and I plan on climbing out onto the ledge and taking our pictures with the knights.