quotations from last night
Oct. 5th, 2013 10:38 amI'm not really feeling the 30 in 30 meme today (or, as
troyswann calls it, the Me me me Meme), so I'm going rogue. That's right! I'm making up my own talking points. IT'S CRAZY.
Three snippets of dialog, with context:
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Last evening, despite fatigue and growing concern that I may be Coming Down with Something, I walked downtown and met my friend L for a local artists thing. They close the street block and take over a multi-floor loft space, have food trucks, vendors, music bands playing, live art, traditional art, goofy art, "art" being made on iPhones while you stand in line, your state representatives letting 3-5 people through the door at a time... it's a nice surreal break from the everyday, is my point.
So I'm there with L, and my friend L is Very Tall. I'd guess 6'4" (~1.9 meters). He's also lived in this city a little longer than I have, so when I saw him get greeted by another (tall) man in the mezzanine of the exhibit, it wasn't that surprising. What was interesting was that they seemed to greet each other and fly right by without having a conversation. Then I noticed the other guy's partner rolling her eyes at their antics and I realized: those two men had never met before. I gave L an eyebrow (learned it from Chris Judge) and he explained:
"It's important to congratulate each other on being tall."
L is very succinct when he chooses to be.
***
In other news, passing by an exhibit that seemed to be three people cosplaying as zombies with rope around their clothes (are zombies prone to being lassoed? Must ponder) while being live broadcast on several vintage television monitors nearby (steampunk/cowboy zombies?), a few kids were a little concerned about their safety. One of the zombies was solicited by the parent figure and I heard her reassure them:
"No, they won't jump at you, but they might fix you with a really blank stare."
This was an accurate representation, I found!
***
As L was walking me home (very gentlemanly! I do enjoy living near downtown, but it seems silly to walk home in the dark alone, and L is totally supportive of my instinct on this,) he was explaining that he watched a new short anime series called... Ligi or something? I'm not sure. Anyway, he was saying that one of the characters plays a bass guitar, like I occasionally do, and that she has the additional ability to pull a lawn-mower type starter pull, rev her guitar and hit people with it, and they just explode. Which, I should add, I cannot do. But I'm open!
I said, "so, starting a hidden lawnmower engine causes people to explode?"
L said, "that's not really clear. But it does seem as though there is an obligate connection between the guitar and the target before they explode."
Me: "Ah, that does help minimize collateral damage"
L: "Seems like you'd have to retune your guitar a lot, though."
Did I mention that L is a very straight-laced math professor? He's hilarious.
Three snippets of dialog, with context:
***
Last evening, despite fatigue and growing concern that I may be Coming Down with Something, I walked downtown and met my friend L for a local artists thing. They close the street block and take over a multi-floor loft space, have food trucks, vendors, music bands playing, live art, traditional art, goofy art, "art" being made on iPhones while you stand in line, your state representatives letting 3-5 people through the door at a time... it's a nice surreal break from the everyday, is my point.
So I'm there with L, and my friend L is Very Tall. I'd guess 6'4" (~1.9 meters). He's also lived in this city a little longer than I have, so when I saw him get greeted by another (tall) man in the mezzanine of the exhibit, it wasn't that surprising. What was interesting was that they seemed to greet each other and fly right by without having a conversation. Then I noticed the other guy's partner rolling her eyes at their antics and I realized: those two men had never met before. I gave L an eyebrow (learned it from Chris Judge) and he explained:
"It's important to congratulate each other on being tall."
L is very succinct when he chooses to be.
***
In other news, passing by an exhibit that seemed to be three people cosplaying as zombies with rope around their clothes (are zombies prone to being lassoed? Must ponder) while being live broadcast on several vintage television monitors nearby (steampunk/cowboy zombies?), a few kids were a little concerned about their safety. One of the zombies was solicited by the parent figure and I heard her reassure them:
"No, they won't jump at you, but they might fix you with a really blank stare."
This was an accurate representation, I found!
***
As L was walking me home (very gentlemanly! I do enjoy living near downtown, but it seems silly to walk home in the dark alone, and L is totally supportive of my instinct on this,) he was explaining that he watched a new short anime series called... Ligi or something? I'm not sure. Anyway, he was saying that one of the characters plays a bass guitar, like I occasionally do, and that she has the additional ability to pull a lawn-mower type starter pull, rev her guitar and hit people with it, and they just explode. Which, I should add, I cannot do. But I'm open!
I said, "so, starting a hidden lawnmower engine causes people to explode?"
L said, "that's not really clear. But it does seem as though there is an obligate connection between the guitar and the target before they explode."
Me: "Ah, that does help minimize collateral damage"
L: "Seems like you'd have to retune your guitar a lot, though."
Did I mention that L is a very straight-laced math professor? He's hilarious.
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