morning miscellany

last night, as i was about to leave the pharmacy, someone pulled up to my car and started to confess that he had cheated on his wife with a man, and was confused, frustrated, suicidal, and needed to talk to someone. he also said he's a catholic palm reader, which i thought was pretty cool. weird and "of course you're gay," but hey, still not the kind of person you meet in parking lots late at night all the time. i hope he wasn't just pretending when he dialed numbers on his cell phone to call the operator or the center or something like i asked. part of me also thinks the situation was so unreal that i will probably show up on a future episode of jackass or the jamie kennedy experiment or whatever the kids are watching these days.

a brief note about The Sex Scene in the matrix:reloaded (yes, i was right. yes, they had sex. yes, they had kick...ass...sex. (elipses added to avoid gratuitous google hits). but no, there were no kung fu moves involved. it wouldn't have fit with the beautiful candlelit scene)... anyway, i was overcome. fully. here's a glimpse into my mind during that scene: 1. dude, i need to be trinity right now. 2. wait, i'd be totally fine with being neo, too. 3. what the hell, i just need to have that. (and then there was the less pertinent thought #4: hmmm, even though i understand and respect what it signifies, their naked backs are totally ugly.)

when you've planned a church event that involves dinner, beer, and No Talk About Jesus Whatsoever, and you find out that 4 or so of your dearest friends all got together at another restaurant for dinner instead, it's totally understandable to feel a little disappointed and worthless.

figuring out a way to tell people that you're planning on meeting up with some strange blogger man in an airport on the east coast isn't as easy as it should be. i can just see it now: "what? he has the word "kill" in his url?"

rather than taking a gaggle of pictures with my purloined work digicam, the Mavica, i spent more time fielding jokes about how old and huge it is. (yes, i'm talking on my cell phone. yes, i'm all about the technology).

this song is currently rocking my world (in an alt-country-rockin' sort of way): rhett miller, "four eyed girl."

my eyes are open nobody's napping
she says you don't wanna miss a minute of me...
la la la, i'm in love with a four eyed girl
she knows how to move me, she knows how...