1. I live in a small-ish town, no businesses are open this time of night.
  2. No pedestrians on the main roads, usually.
  3. And I drive past Carbone's Pizza
    As established, closed by now.
  4. As I rounded the curve just beyond the end of the Carbone's building
    They share a space with a parrot store. The commercial space in this town . . .
  5. Just beyond the parrot store, is a man in a 100% full Pennywise clown costume.
    The exact mask. Floppy shoes. The frilled onesie deal. And he's holding - a plunger. A kelly green plunger with a white handle. I am telling myself it was a plunger. It's only a plunger. Only a plunger.
  6. I drive past and can't help but slow down. Pennywise was starring out at the road. As I passed him, he hoisted his plunger a bit.
    Even though the mask covered his eyes, I felt like we made eye contact.
  7. I kept driving but I swerved a little on the road.
    For a moment I contemplated a U-turn. I wanted to ask him what he was doing. Or just to see what he would do if I turned around.
  8. But I righted my path and sped home. I looked at him in my rearview mirror and he was still staring straight ahead.
    No other cars were out there.
  9. I think it was the owner of Carbone's.
    He frequently holds court out in front of the store. There's folding chairs, it's like the Sopranos.
  10. I've seen him out there with his big goatee dyed green on St. Patrick's Day. He went orange on another occasion.
  11. So tonight, he probably thought it would be funny to take it up a notch after closing time.
    I'm all for Halloween, but you're coming in hot, guy.
  12. Give the random motorists a story to tell.
    Color me Mark Fucking Twain
  13. So many emotions right now.
    I've checked the locks. Carbone's is a 5 minute walk from here.
  14. I'm just remembering too, how when I passed him, the mouth of the Pennywise mask has tiny little teeth.
    The tiniest stubs with sharp, sharp points.