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11.13.01
12:06 AM
On this rainy weekend (hello, "winter"), while Robbie and I waited a typically long time for the F line on Market, another man at the stop suddenly asked us:
"About how much does a dozen eggs cost around here?"
This is not the strangest thing that has happened to me on a rainy day at a San Francisco bus stop.
Sometime last year, I was leaving work downtown and going somewhere other than home, putting me at a less-traveled bus stop that I was usually at. There was only a young woman waiting with me there. We made a little small talk about what a crappy day it seemed to have been for everyone, but otherwise we kept quiet and bore the lingering drizzle. Suddenly, I felt pressure, weight, and warmth on top of my head, on the left side.
I turned my head to see a tall man standing there, facing my side, resting his chin on my head.
For reasons unknown, I was far more puzzled than scared. I just looked at him, my expression no doubt conveying, 'The hell? He stared back for a second or two. Then he turned and walked away.
There was nothing threatening about him. He was just some guy in the rain wagging an Old Navy bag. I suspect he thought I was someone he knew and was stricken by a paralyzing embarrassment when I turned and wasn't the person who would be OK with propping up his skull.
The woman at the stop expressed surprise and praise at how calm I handled it all. I can't really explain it, except that it had indeed been a wet, crappy workday. I think my prevailing emotion was, Oh, what now?
The set also has a feature in which you get to re-edit a scene from the movie. The only other DVD I've seen with that is the most recent version of Die Hard. But why, in both cases, did the producers of these action-oriented, special-effects-driven flicks choose, for our supposed interactive amusement, a conference-room scene? What fun!
Research shows that Gabe's doing OK four years later. He's written at length about the traumatic backstory to his Trekkies appearance. He works for 3DO and helps create Star Wars trading cards. And he found a girlfriend. Well, he's still young.
Oh, but I kid the Trek fan. Good on ya, Gabriel.
"About how much does a dozen eggs cost around here?"
This is not the strangest thing that has happened to me on a rainy day at a San Francisco bus stop.
Sometime last year, I was leaving work downtown and going somewhere other than home, putting me at a less-traveled bus stop that I was usually at. There was only a young woman waiting with me there. We made a little small talk about what a crappy day it seemed to have been for everyone, but otherwise we kept quiet and bore the lingering drizzle. Suddenly, I felt pressure, weight, and warmth on top of my head, on the left side.
I turned my head to see a tall man standing there, facing my side, resting his chin on my head.
For reasons unknown, I was far more puzzled than scared. I just looked at him, my expression no doubt conveying, 'The hell? He stared back for a second or two. Then he turned and walked away.
There was nothing threatening about him. He was just some guy in the rain wagging an Old Navy bag. I suspect he thought I was someone he knew and was stricken by a paralyzing embarrassment when I turned and wasn't the person who would be OK with propping up his skull.
The woman at the stop expressed surprise and praise at how calm I handled it all. I can't really explain it, except that it had indeed been a wet, crappy workday. I think my prevailing emotion was, Oh, what now?
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We rented the DVD of Final Fantasy: The Spirits Within, which was more enjoyable than I expected, and does indeed look amazingly realistic a lot of the time. And a couple of the bonus features -- way-funny "outtakes" and a shot-for-shot homage to Michael Jackson's "Thriller" -- may be worth the purchase price.The set also has a feature in which you get to re-edit a scene from the movie. The only other DVD I've seen with that is the most recent version of Die Hard. But why, in both cases, did the producers of these action-oriented, special-effects-driven flicks choose, for our supposed interactive amusement, a conference-room scene? What fun!
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A brief re-viewing of part of Trekkies reinvoked my fascination with Gabriel Koerner, the blond, mulleted 14-year-old who displays an amazing familiarity with, devotion to, and passive-aggressive obsession with the Trek universe. I, like many others who've seen this funny/scary documentary, wondered how Gabriel would turn out when he grew up, with a suspicion that little Gabriel would never get around to developing an interest in girls, if you see my meaning. (And why wouldn't one assume that? He didn't just agonize about uniform details, for Spock's sake; he was a 14-year-old who knew about topstitching.)Research shows that Gabe's doing OK four years later. He's written at length about the traumatic backstory to his Trekkies appearance. He works for 3DO and helps create Star Wars trading cards. And he found a girlfriend. Well, he's still young.
Oh, but I kid the Trek fan. Good on ya, Gabriel.
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