Thursday, March 08, 2007

Union

Ah. Home again. Main draw is of course various small animals to pick up and coo at (each one hates this but patiently submits). Also family, home-cooked meals, fireplace, and hot tub.

Listened to a reading of Plutarch's Lives on the way home. Wonderful stuff.

Goddamn snow.

Current listening: Bach Mass in B minor, BWV232, Harnoncourt.

Today, Jay and I were eating at Union Station when Sasha strolled up and said hi. He went off to pick up some Chinese, and Jay and I pulled over a table and chair for him. But no sooner had we done this then some complete stranger sat down in Sasha's seat.

SCOTT: Touché, anonymous stranger. Nicely played.

JAY: Oh well.

SCOTT: Looks like Sasha's getting his food to go anyway.

JAY:
Nobody wants to eat with us.

[Sasha returns]

SCOTT: [loudly] We pulled you up a seat, but something went horribly awry.

STRANGER: [effeminate] Are you talking to me? Oh, I'm sorry.

SCOTT: Only kidding!

STRANGER: Please let me get up.

SCOTT: [embarrassed] No, there's no need! It was just a joke!

STRANGER:
I just didn't know anyone was sitting...

SCOTT:
[mortified] It's ok! He doesn't want to eat with us anyway!

STRANGER:
Really, no problem, I'm so sorry.

SCOTT:
Please, don't bother!

[Anonymous stranger takes his stuff elsewhere]

[Jay, Scott, Sasha exchange looks]

SCOTT:
... Well. Now you have to eat with us.

Pet post getting mad play.

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