I work a block from the 3rd Street Promenade in Santa Monica. I just got back from my afternoon walk along 3rd. While I was walking, I noticed that a person sitting on a bench looked very familiar. (This is a bench usually occupied by homeless people). As I got closer, I realized that it was Rudy T. He was talking to a homeless person. I walked to the end of the Promenade, and returned by the route I had just come. He wasn't sitting there when I passed the second time. Then, just a few yards beyond the bench, I was talking to a coworker while waiting for a light to change and he suddenly walked up and stood on my right. My coworked was talking, and I was waiting for her to finish before I said hello to him. But right when the light changed, he turned around and walked the other way without crossing the street. Weird.
Rudy was probably just asking the Bum if he could have a pull off the Budweiser that the Bum found in the dumpster.
Man, I hope Rudy is ok. Of course, it may have neen his exact double. You know, that urban legend that says that everyone has an exact double somewhere in the world?
This reads like a weirdo movie or dream. You keep seeing same stuff you are curious. You are so close to find out, but there is always something preventing it from revealed.
I work over in Westwood so its just a hop skip and a jump over to yankee doodles. I have hdtv at home as long as the game is broadcast on network (fox/abc/nbc/cbs) so i saw that game at home. I watch the opener over at yankee doodles last year with m_cable apparently some other cfers came there too later on but we didnt realize that till the next day
