How 'Bout Them Apples?

A citizen journalist reports x5

While staking out a South Colorado Springs Chipotle Grill I ran across a strange looking fella wearing what could be described as 1970's camp counselor attire. His shorts barely hit mid thigh and socks slightly above his knees. His socks were not matching. One had green stripes while the other day glow orange. He was carrying a large ruck sack. He looked strangely like a unkempt James Dobson, he did not answer when I called out "Jimmy, hey Jimmy is that you?" Though he did hesitate a step when I asked him his take on Genesis 17.

While surveiling the unkempt James Dobson, I got distracted by a brunette by the name of Katie. Katie approached me and asked what I was doing. I explained citizen journalism and enlisted her citizen journalist skills to supplement mine in the stake out of the possible head of Focus on the Family. Sadly though, by the time I was done explaining the important job of citizen journalism to Katie the (possible) religious right kingmaker had dissapeared.

I settled for a steak salad from Chipotle and Katies stories of band camp. Maybe I should have learned to play an instrument other than my own skin flute. Those band camp girls are something.

She told me I was funny, I told her looks weren't everything....

*Update*
While staking out a starbucks I heard a gentleman reference Elton John songs three times, and NPR. He is obviously about to commit an act of treason. I will warn the local authorities.