Friday Night Naked Guy

Last Friday night (6/6) I was up late reading. About 12:45 I realized I had forgotten to flip the towels from the washer into the dryer (for about the 3rd day- fucking laundry) and went downstairs to make it happen.

Flipped on the light over the stairs, went and accomplished the towel flipping (avec swearing) and started to come back upstairs. As I passed the window in the front door I noticed that the back porch of the house on the corner was lit up. Their overhead light must have about 400 watts in it and it faces my front door directly. Kind of annoying..but wait! What's that? Only a naked guy sitting in a chair facing my house.

The naked guy wasn't doing anything vulgar, just hanging out on the phone being Naked Guy. He looked to be in his early 20's or so, kind of fit, a little skinny for my taste but that's beside the point. I decided if someone was going to take the trouble to be naked at 1:00 on Saturday morning it would be rude not to look. Right? Anyway I flipped off the lights, the better to stealth you see- being naked is no condition in which to be startled- and went and got the binoculars.

What?? It's a little Gladys Kravitz-y, I admit, but I had to make sure there was no malfeasance going on. Maybe he was being held hostage? Maybe there'd been a home invasion & he was waiting an appropriate amount of time to call the cops? I am nothing if not concerened for my fellow man, naked or not. He was literally just sitting there, on the phone, on a screened in porch with no window coverings whatsoever that faced the front of 6 other homes. He's the deviant here, not me.

After about 5 (okay 20) minutes, I got bored & went back to bed. Next time I'll remember the video camera. Helloooooo, YouTube!