this past saturday i went out with some people for the evening... it was a birthday celebration and we went out for what i characterized as 'food & funny' - dinner at the old spagetti factory and a skit comedy show at second city...
it was an interesting evening with lots of stuff going on... first and foremost, the comedy - i loved the comedy... i'm 30 years old and i've never seen live comedy before and boy have i been missing out... second city reloaded was a blast... i hope i get to see more live comedy in the future...
the food was pretty good too, though i found the spagetti a little hard to deal with on a plate that was more like a bowl than a plate... i generally don't bother with the spoon when winding up the spagetti on a fork (in fact, i don't recall ever doing it, i'm not even sure i know how - i'm so uncivilized) so getting it wound up on the fork in the bowl-plate-thing i had was a challenge because i kept getting too much, it was difficult to properly separate the desired amount of spagetting from the rest... having meatballs with the spagetti was a treat, though, i haven't had spagetti with meatballs in ages...
during diner there was a lot of interesting conversation... some of it about computers and some specifically about blogs... why do people write these things? your inner-most thoughts are inner-most for a reason... y'know, for the longest time i couldn't understand why people kept diaries and really i still don't... those really are your inner-most thoughts and feelings and gosh what always seems to happen to diaries on tv? they get read by people who weren't supposed to see them... a weblog isn't like that - a weblog is a journal but it contains things you actually want to share with people... maybe you haven't gotten around to sharing it any other way, maybe the opportunity just has never arisen, maybe you're just more comfortable with this mode of communication - whatever, but these are not the inner-most private thoughts and feelings of people, no, these are just the things that haven't been satisfactorily shared by other means...
another thing that came up that interested me illustrated that ordinary folks really are learning security best practices - but that's something for a different post in a different blog (yes, i have 2 blogs - check my profile)...
finally, and definitely most strangely, someone asked me if i was a plumber... they said i looked like a plumber, actually a specific plumber as it turns out... that was the strangest comment i've heard in a long time - my first thought was "am i showing too much butt cleavage?"... i assured her i was not the plumber she was thinking of - really the only plumbing i do is simple repair work, no new installations and nothing that might require an acetylene torch, just an amateur (hey, as red from the red green show says, if they don't find you hansome, at least they'll find you handy)... i didn't go out of my way to tell her what i really do for a living, however - a guy's gotta have a little mystery about him after all...
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