"It only hurts me when I cry"

I had a strange evening. I came home from tutoring, returned some phone calls, made some thing to eat and was getting ready to watch the tape of the shows I missed tonight when the doorbell rang. I was a guy name Merv looking for my roommate. He had been calling all day so he could drop off some paper work. Ang was at a candle party but expected home soon. He wanted to wait for her to come home. I quickly called Ang on her cell and told her "The dude is here and is staying until you get here." It was not my finest oratory moment but it got the point across.
The strangest thing about this man (besides the constant burping) is his glasses. His glasses are pretty well only glass. They have a bridge across the nose but no arms. It mesmerized me how they stayed on.
While he watched me eat and watch TV, there was a phone call from a man named Clint. As I was writing down the message, Merv started laughing and asked if he could talk to Clint. As far as I knew he figured it was a good joke to talk to a complete stranger. It turns out this was someone he was trying to get a hold of. "Its a world of laughter, a world of tears..."
Ang finally arrived home. I was watching Survivor and he told us a story about while he was in Africa a man slit a goat's throat and drained the blood right in front of him. I'm convinced I am going a have nightmares tonight about Merv and goat's blood.

I'm off to make caramel brownies.