Sunday, November 4, 2012
Day 21: Evil Eye
I'm in Louisiana tonight. I had originally planned to drive home, but when I began nodding off at the wheel I decided it was less expensive to pay for a room than to buy a new car.
I noticed the the girl at the check-in counter looking at me a little sideways as she checked for available rooms. "Is your necklace watching me?"
"It's my evil eye."
She began telling me about a friend's mother that is apparently into voodoo.
"This is not black magic. It goes all the way back to ancient Greece and is actually worn for protection. I just like unusual jewelry."
I have found myself wearing it when I play poker, though. Can't have too many eyes on those people...