xenigo

Tonight, while walking to my car... heading out to check my PO Box, there was a mother and a couple of her kids walking down the sidewalk. As I walked past them with my brother, one of her girls said "hi, what's your name?" I said I'm Noah... what's yours? Kinda cute...

But her mom was giving me the most evil glare I've ever seen... and didn't say a word. She obviously knows what I do, the plates on my car kind of give it away. I guess in a conservative place like this, I can imagine the religious families out here would probably be scared shitless of their young daughter talking to a pornographer. But that really rubs me the wrong way, because I haven't done anything that would imply I do anything illegal. Sometimes I would really like to get inside their heads and understand what they're thinking.

Kind of an uncomfortable moment!