Running into people can be fun. Or not.
It's chilly in here for some reason, so please excuse the typos...
Looking back at yesterday's entry, I neglected to mention that you all failed to knock me down and sit on me as requested when I started considering going into Future Shop. So I now own Stargate Atlantis S1, Six Feet Under S4 and Red Dwarf S5-6... when am I going to find the time to watch all this?
Today having been Wednesday, that means I bowled tonight. I started out the evening with a low-level headache, but it got worse as the night progressed and so I didn't do too well, though it wasn't my worst night of the year: 145, 170, 130. Ick. Though I did spare both a 6-7 and a 5-8-10 split, I was having trouble with the easy spares. Leave an impossible split? No problem. Leave the 6-pin? That's an open frame... *headdesk*
I was chasing after the new beer cart guy (the woman who had done that job for the past two years apparently quit recently) to get myself a beverage between the first and second games when John McEachern turned to me and said, "Did you hear what happened to Drew?" This being Drew Post, who is active in LGBT fandom and runs the Gaylactic Jeopardy games for Gaylaxicon. Dreading the answer, I said, "No, what?" John replied, "He got run over by a bus."
Now, before everyone who knows him panics, he's (relatively) okay - it seems that he was running to catch a bus, and slipped, and the bus driver didn't stop and ran right over his leg. It's broken in several places, but otherwise he's fine. I have his email address, so if anyone who knows him wants me to send along a message, please feel free to contact me at lance_sibley at yahoo dot com.
On the way home tonight, I got to the northbound platform at Bloor and thought I saw Josh (remember him? The 20-year-old that I met last Pride, who asked a mutual friend for my contact info but has never used it?). But I thought, "Nah, if that was him, he'd say hello. Plus, I didn't think he was taller than me."
But then he got off at Eglinton, and I know that Josh lives near me. So I mustered up a little courage, and attracted his attention with a shy "Excuse me..." He turned, smiled, and said, "Hi, Lance."
When I told him that I wasn't sure if it was him because I thought I was taller than him, he said, "No, we discussed this at Woody's. You're 5'11 1/2", and I'm 6'1"." Wow, I thought I had a good memory for remembering trivial conversations.
Anyway, he asked if I wanted to hang out, but between the headache and the knowledge that I had several dozen emails waiting for me, some of which were kind of urgent, I begged off. But I did give him my phone number (he hadn't seen Lori since asking her for my contact info, back in August) and invited him to call me if he wanted to go for coffee.
*gulp*
Anyway, off to do more catching up. If I can. My head still hurts. And I'm still cold... I still need to recaulk the plexiglass over the A/C. :(
Looking back at yesterday's entry, I neglected to mention that you all failed to knock me down and sit on me as requested when I started considering going into Future Shop. So I now own Stargate Atlantis S1, Six Feet Under S4 and Red Dwarf S5-6... when am I going to find the time to watch all this?
Today having been Wednesday, that means I bowled tonight. I started out the evening with a low-level headache, but it got worse as the night progressed and so I didn't do too well, though it wasn't my worst night of the year: 145, 170, 130. Ick. Though I did spare both a 6-7 and a 5-8-10 split, I was having trouble with the easy spares. Leave an impossible split? No problem. Leave the 6-pin? That's an open frame... *headdesk*
I was chasing after the new beer cart guy (the woman who had done that job for the past two years apparently quit recently) to get myself a beverage between the first and second games when John McEachern turned to me and said, "Did you hear what happened to Drew?" This being Drew Post, who is active in LGBT fandom and runs the Gaylactic Jeopardy games for Gaylaxicon. Dreading the answer, I said, "No, what?" John replied, "He got run over by a bus."
Now, before everyone who knows him panics, he's (relatively) okay - it seems that he was running to catch a bus, and slipped, and the bus driver didn't stop and ran right over his leg. It's broken in several places, but otherwise he's fine. I have his email address, so if anyone who knows him wants me to send along a message, please feel free to contact me at lance_sibley at yahoo dot com.
On the way home tonight, I got to the northbound platform at Bloor and thought I saw Josh (remember him? The 20-year-old that I met last Pride, who asked a mutual friend for my contact info but has never used it?). But I thought, "Nah, if that was him, he'd say hello. Plus, I didn't think he was taller than me."
But then he got off at Eglinton, and I know that Josh lives near me. So I mustered up a little courage, and attracted his attention with a shy "Excuse me..." He turned, smiled, and said, "Hi, Lance."
When I told him that I wasn't sure if it was him because I thought I was taller than him, he said, "No, we discussed this at Woody's. You're 5'11 1/2", and I'm 6'1"." Wow, I thought I had a good memory for remembering trivial conversations.
Anyway, he asked if I wanted to hang out, but between the headache and the knowledge that I had several dozen emails waiting for me, some of which were kind of urgent, I begged off. But I did give him my phone number (he hadn't seen Lori since asking her for my contact info, back in August) and invited him to call me if he wanted to go for coffee.
*gulp*
Anyway, off to do more catching up. If I can. My head still hurts. And I'm still cold... I still need to recaulk the plexiglass over the A/C. :(