People Peepers

I love to people watch. Do you? I mean I wish it was my full time job. I wonder if I could find a company who would pay me to just sit and watch people. Or maybe it could be an Olympic sport and I could Bring Home the Gold. This past weekend I went to Grapefest....a festival in Grapevine, Tx. People watching at it finest. 265,000 souls walk Main Street over a 4 day weekend. I know this because I counted. I'm lying. I know this because I read it on a brochure. I was only there for Saturday afternoon. But I didn't lack for PW. I have to Blog about PW every time I have such a fine opportunity. So here's the thing. Some people have no mirrors. Some people have no concept of age. Some people realllllllllllllllly need good haircuts....me included at this moment. Some people clearly don't care. In my mind I give different ones names and life scenarios. O......that must be a Whale Watcher. The one standing to the left of him probably is a Storm Chaser whose name is Max. Then the lady strolling over there with that huge purse.....she owns a clock repair shop. How do I know this? Well, she had on 4 watches and possibly she was delivering them or maybe was going to stop and have a glass of wine and fix them while she too PW'd. Sitting at one of the tables was an Impersonator........he was impersonating Peter Fonda in Easy Rider. Tall, lean,lanky with beyond faded jeans, a long ponytail and a beat up motorcycle hat on his knee. I nearly asked him for his autograph. Then there were the eaters......they were busily looking around while munching on corn dogs, fried snickers, fajitas or huge ears of corn. Hungry now? I loved the bored men who were sitting outside the shops while their wives were inside touching every item. They were clearly wondering about the condition of their wallets and wishing to heck they were in front of a TV with a good game entertaining them while their spouses drained their life savings in those cute shops. I could see their eyes shaped like disappearing dollar signs. Every once in awhile they would touch their pockets hoping against hope there was money growing inside. There wasn't....I know this. I could go on and on about PW. It is free entertainment. Good exercise for your brain and imagination. Sometimes painful on the eyes....but always a good time. Did I see you at Grapefest? If I did, you can be sure I rewrote your life.