Firstly, I'm sorry for the lack of posts these last few months. I'm kinda always busy or out these days. Having a girlfriend is awesome, but it means the internet gets less of my attention. (...I don't mean it that way, Derek, grow up). But here I am, and here's a post.
The 'upstairs people' at my house got a puppy. It's a beagle named Bailey. I can hear it bark, but only when I'm awake, and it's kinda quiet so far. I'm happy for that.
I had to work on a Saturday once, and my foreman who usually gives me a ride couldn't make it. ยุง is still on the fritz, so I had to get a ride somehow. So, I asked my friend Mike to meet me at the starbucks and we could commute across town to work together. He obliged.
However, the night before, Andrea and I had been hanging out at her parents place in Langley and on the way home she decided it would be easy for me to take her car and drive it to work since she lives right near my work and then since we were going to see Damien Jurado play a show in Seattle that night I could just pick her up and we could go from there. So I no longer needed a ride.
But what about Mike?!?
I drove early to Starbucks and waited for him to arrive. I got out of the car and was standing in the parking lot so that he could see me. I was in my work clothes and my beard was the only part of me exposed to the elements. Then he didn't show up so I was crouched down on the curb since I was cold. Finally he showed up and I offered to buy him a coffee for his trouble, since I no longer needed a ride.
At the cream table he was stirring his drink when a lady came up to me and upon looking at my jacket asked me if I truly was a coach at MEI. I said yes. She said really? and I said yes some more.
She then started laughing, and explained that she had some free coffee vouchers and was thinking she should give me one when she saw me in the parking lot cause she thought I was homeless.
Mike lost it. He definitely thought it was the funniest thing he had heard that week.
We all had a good laugh and then Mike and I went to work. So this poor old Christian lady had told me I look homeless to my face, and then still didn't give me the coffee vouchers. Oh well. Whatever... I'll take one for the homeless team.
We had a spectacular time in Seattle at the concert and at Thai food beforehand. It was the first small indie show date that Andrea and I had been on. I mean, we went to see Sufjan Stevens, but that (in my books) was a larger show... I might even call it a concert. This was just a show, and it was awesome. Very creative. And Damien is a folk legend. Ok. Uhm, I'm gonna go now, cause I feel more like reading than writing.