at some point in my life–around 2001, maybe–i met a guy while i was sitting at a bar. when i stood up to say goodbye, he looked very surprised and said, “you’re much taller when you stand up.” it has continued to be one of the funnier things anyone has ever said to me; what a weird thing to say. it’s kind of in the same vein as the guy i played softball with in college who, upon seeing me on campus one day, said, “oh, i didn’t recognize you — you’re wearing different clothes.”
people are funny.
so, just a few of my favorite things are music, food and travel. i live in atlanta. some say i might be too old to be buying concert tickets and jetting off for random weekends, but i don’t particularly like those people. for some reason, i attract really, really strange folks who say ridiculous things and my friend, phil is continually shocked and amazed at this. i thought i’d see what the blog world thinks of me and see if i have the discipline to stick with it for more than a minute. a large part of me (mainly in the right knee to mid-thigh area,) thinks it’s completely ridiculous that you would be remotely interested in what i do, where i go, or what tastes good to me. another part of me is apparently vain enough to find out if, perhaps, you are.