Unruly Inchworms

So I spent my lunch half-hour walking around the Capitol building, listening to Oasis. There are always lots of businessy folk around, as well as all sorts of strange and unusuals. It's always fun to go out and absorb the chaos of lawyers, bums, elementary school kids, tourists from Finland, judges, legislators, aides, and old people.

Karma has a sense of humor. So as I walked, I found myself going about the same pace as a guy dressed like he was going to a joint dinner party/African safari. He had a rather expensive-looking wide-brimmed hat on, and he seemed to be enjoying his walk with zest and alacrity. There was much pumping of arms. I found myself making a goofy face whenever I looked at him - you know, kind of like camouflage or something.

As I walked I started to lap him, and I observed with glee that he had a green inchworm inching across the side of his neck, and he didn't notice. I watched in fascination as the inchworm crawled all the way to his temple, and stopped there, waving in the breeze while holding onto a few stray eyebrow hairs. I laughed inwardly and made my way back to my building. I stopped to wash my hands in the bathroom and, lo and behold, I had an unruly passenger! A brown inchworm was about to embark upon a trek down my shirt.