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August 16th, 2007
[At the front counter of a diner, paying in cash.]
Cashier: “Thank you.”
Me: “No, thank YOU.”
Cashier: “Seriously, thank you.”
Me: “Just so you know, I’ll be the last person to say thank you.”
Cashier: “Okay, thank you for telling me.”
Me: “No, I’d rather thank YOU.”
[She hands over my change.]
Me: “Thank you. Seriously. No need to say anything e-”
Cashier: “Thank you.”
Me: “Ha. THANK YOU.”
[I race for the door, open it, and-]
Cashier: “Thaaaaaank you!!!”
[I exit, wait for the door to almost close, then shout through the crack-]
Me: “Thank you!”
[Minutes later, I’m unlocking my car in the parking lot… The Cashier sticks her head out the back door…]
Cashier: “Thank YOU!”
[I leave well enough alone.]
Posted under Overheard, Thank You. | 7 Comments »
August 14th, 2007
Today’s Los Angeles Times Calendar section (front page) includes my article “An Epic Battle For Gaming Glory” — about this week’s documentary release of The King of Kong: A Fistful of Quarters and the engaging good versus evil battle two men took part in, on their way to beating the world record for Donkey Kong.
If you’re one of those people who hates reading the physical paper because it “bleeds on you” or you live outside the L.A. area — you can read the article online here.
Posted under Billy Mitchell, Donkey Kong, Los Angeles Times, Newspapers, Steve Wiebe, The King of Kong, Writing. | 4 Comments »
August 11th, 2007
You think dating a stripper is bad?
Worse than dating a stripper is dating a masseuse. At least when you’re dating a stripper, while you may not want to ask said stripper to strip for you (thereby asking her to work even AFTER she’s already left work), at least when she takes off her clothes she’s still stripping. And while she may not be doing it to music, she is still stripping. So then, when your friends ask if your stripper girlfriend strips for you, you can say that yes. Yes she does.
But people who date masseuses? I just feel bad for them.
Posted under Dating, Feeling Bad, Massage, Masseuse, Strippers. | 8 Comments »
August 8th, 2007
I recently had painters at my house…painting.
Most people who have painters at their house often sidestep the painters. They may give them a quick glance as they walk past them or casually watch them from the doorjamb of the room they’re working on, but they rarely give them the time of day. Most people watch their overall-clad workers with suspicion and disdain, treating the normal everyday painter like a brush-wielding slave of home renovation.
But me? I am the best friend a painter could ever have.
Posted under Best Friends, Home Improvement, Painters. | 8 Comments »
August 3rd, 2007
Sure, life may be a highway.
But honestly? Even if life was a highway, would you really want to be riding it all night long? I mean, sure it’s a metaphor so to speak, but isn’t that metaphor basically saying that life is a looooooong long road and that it goes on forever and might as well just ride it without stopping, even throughout the entire night without ever taking a break? Not even to shack up in a motel or anything?
You just don’t live life that way, people. You just don’t.
Posted under Highways, Life, Long Nights, Possibilities, Questions, Thoughts. | 8 Comments »
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