I recently purchased a new t-shirt. This purchase was exceptional for several reasons:
1) The shirt is bright blue, and I never wear brightly colored clothing.
2) I bought the shirt after spotting it at Jazz Fest, covering the expansive gut of a scraggly-bearded hippy-looking college kid. It probably goes without saying that I (rarely) attempt to emulate the clothing patterns of scraggly-bearded hippy-looking co-eds.
3) The shirt is funny, so so incredibly funny, but also a wee bit controversial. Check it out and you'll see what I mean.
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So anyway. The other day I changed out of said t-shirt, into my running clothes, and hit the streets for a short jog. I was at the corner of Broadway and St. Charles, thinking about the shirt and wondering if it would be appropriate to wear to a (child's) birthday party that afternoon, when a car turning right at the red light came dangerously close to crushing me. The driver slammed on the brakes and glared at me and I glared back at this person who nearly ran me down in his slick black mid-size sedan and then I realized that this person was...have you guessed it yet? James Carville.
I guess he lives here now, which is cool, but I suppose I will have to be extra-vigilant on my runs from now on.
Runners, take heed: Look both ways, because James Carville will kill you.
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He has been lecturing in the Law School (maybe David R listened in on some of his classes?) -- they actually closed the course and televised it in a conference room nearby so that people could sit in on the lectures and high-profile guest speakers (like, Newt Gingrich) that he invited.
... and I'm just seeing the shirt.
CLASSIC.
You can catch a run with him in the evenings at the park and talk to him about his driving. 6ish is when we run into him there.
Hmmmm.
Is he a runner?
He is a runner it appears. I was surprised to see him there consistently. And no ipod was my detail to note.
Maybe he's just hankering for his own t-shirt?
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