2020: comedy by jennifer hetrick—oops in the introvert-life.

 

some comedy to mix in here, as we know frank would want that—

here is an october-specific story from jennifer hetrick, as a co-manager of this annual memorial open mic for frank wolfe.

yesterday while on a walk, i saw somebody sitting on a porch and did not wanna have to to say hi, so i did not cross the street to finish my walk. i waited to cross the street later.

(this is the tired person and introvert in me, not just my pandemic awareness.)

as i kept walking, on the other side of the street, i realized that the person i thought i noticed was in fact a puffy-faced scarecrow in a porch chair.

haahahaaaaha!

man, i got played like a goddamn crow.

later, i went back to photograph this fellow; a note sitting on the pillow on his lap appears to indicate that his name is fredrick. everybody, say hello to fredrick.

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days later—

hahahaaa, oh my gosh. it happened again. i was looking down at my phone after crossing the street on a walk and thought i suddenly saw a person pretty close by who i'd have to say hi to on a porch, but it was fredrick. ha. iyiyiyiy.