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today a man made the surf's up signal / sign language letter Y at me out the window of a car at the intersection of 27th and bryant. i smiled and laughed. another man yelled at me, "is this thing on!" out of a megaphone [not the electric kind, just the big, cone-shaped kind. he also asked me if i had a boyfriend, on behalf of his friend, oh dear.] at the bryant lake bowl while i was volunteering tonight. life is weird. long live the blackberry [the fruit, not the electronic device] and the crackhead email. morning shall come all too soon, i will not find this very premium, no, indeed.