the golden age.

meet me at the corner of smith and johnston

if i had to shop for prescription lenses, i would shop for them here.

rats.

I caught tram 112 to the hairdressers today. I expect a few weirdos to be on that tram, but they never normally sit near me, let alone speak to me.

A man my Dad's age got on with a big camera bag and sat opposite me. I didn't pay much attention to him 'til I saw two massive rats appear out of the bag. He saw me staring at them, so I felt like I should feign a smile and say something so that he didn't think I was rude.

-Do they have names?

The white rat was called Sid, and the black rat was his brother. Sid was sleepy, but his brother was jumping around like a loony. The whole time I was just hoping for the tram to hurry up and get to Johnson street before one of these rats jumped on my face and scratched out my eyeballs.

The man was actually really nice though, he told me how he took them with him everywhere, and had even introduced them to Molly Meldrum. He then began to talk to me about the fear of the unknown.

- Some people will walk around with dogs-rottweilers, and no one gets afraid, even though a dog can bite you to death. I should be able to take my pets out, just like they do, but when I walk around with my two rats, people avoid me and give me strange looks- but at least I always get a good seat on the tram!

It's kind of true isn't it. I was so afraid of him, and weirded out when he sat down near me, because he was lugging around two massive rats, but he was probably the nicest person I have ever met on a tram.

He even grabbed the rats arms to motion a wave goodbye to me at my stop.