And what a good Monday it is.
October 25th, 2004I have just some random things to share.
First, I have at least 3 readers. That makes me happy. Thank you guys for leaving comments. It makes me feel warm and fuzzy.
Second, I want to share something about my bus ride this morning. This story starts back before I knew winemonkey. Before I met him, I was meeting boys over the internet. This is the story of one of them. I met this guy who talked about 10 decibels above what the typical conversation volume needed to be. Here is the painful rehashing of the first meeting and the subsequent bus encounter.
He was a statistics graduate student. This is how our first and only date went. We met for coffee during the work day. He comes up to me at the coffee shop and starts talking to me. LOUDLY. So loud that I am embarrassed to just be standing there listening. So I decide the best way to deal with this is to get out of the crowded coffeeshop. So we start walking and then he sees this dog and he stops to pet it. Now, this is not strange to me. Last night on my way home from Sacto I saw a woman walking her pug and I pulled over, jumped out of my car, asked if I could pet the dog, then proceeded to talk to her about pugs in general… at 11:00 at night! But he starts talking to me about dogs and his voice is so loud that the dog is startled. So I just keep suggesting that we walk over to the park so that we are out of most people’s ear shot. We sit on a bench and start talking about Vitamin C and RDA’s and all of this stuff and I say something about a study I heard about on NPR and he said, “What day did you hear it?” And I say, “I don’t remember, some morning last week.” And he said, (and I shit you not, this man was incredibly asinine) “If you don’t know the source, you shouldn’t state it as fact.” At which point I was trying my best to hold back the, “Excuse me for trying to have a casual conversation with an egotistical statistician.” Instead, we walked back to campus and said that maybe we would run into each other again, which I think we both wished wouldn’t happen.
But then it did. This morning. On the freaking bus. He got on the bus with a girl and sat in the front. I don’t even know if he recognized me. But he was talking loudly to this girl and he was wearing a cape. A CAPE! A Lord of the Rings, may I never grow up CAPE! And he gets on me for not knowing a source on which I based a meaningless opinion. Right. Whatever!
Third, I mentioned a few posts ago about the rollercoaster. Well the designer of this ride has graced me with a long elevated stretch of happy mood. And I thank them. This has been the best few days of the month. A shame that PMS will come crashing down in approximately 3.5 days.
