Random Friday

6 May

So, I have this cat who is trying to get all of the attention this morning. Climbing all over the computer desk, stomping on the keyboard every time I try to start typing, and now sitting on my lap with his head across my left shoulder, purring and butting his heard against me. It is possible he has an idea for a blog and wants me to get out of the way so he can type his own version of kitty Morning Pages. I wish he would just whisper his idea in my ear, because he can’t type worth a hoot.

Some mornings I sit down to do this and the words just flow and I seem to know exactly what’s on my mind. This morning, I got a cat on my lap and mush on my mind. I keep remembering this cake I had yesterday. I went to a professional organization meeting and they served this really good lemon cake for dessert. The speaker was good too, but it is the cake that is on my mind this morning. Some time back, I went to a lunch meeting held by this same organization and they didn’t serve dessert at all. I got a whole blog out of that.

Then I remember an incident from about a week ago. My significant other and I were buying gas and while we were pumping, we saw this man walk from across the street to the gas station. He was talking on a cell phone and, I just happened to notice, not bad looking except he was wearing a fanny pack, which is never a good look for anyone. Soon a woman pulled up in an SUV and I quickly ascertained that she was the person he’d been talking to on his phone. She got out of the SUV and the two of them began talking. She was attractive too–nice orange dress and no fanny pack. They started raising their voices. Then they just flat out went into “argument mode.” I couldn’t understand everything they were saying, but I did hear her say, “I want my shit!” Then he argued back…and she argued back…and then, again, her voice rising, she announced, “I want my shit!”

I didn’t know exactly what was going on here, but it did become clear that this man, for some reason, was in possession of this gal’s “shit” and she very much wanted it back.

At some point they must have reached some rudimentary agreement, because they both got into the SUV, like they were going to drive off all civilized like, but then you could see there was more discussion going on and the door flew open and fanny pack man hopped out. Then her door flew open and she came after him shouting, “I want my shit!”

They eventually did leave together in the SUV. One  presumes, hopes even, that they were headed to collect this woman’s “shit.” But who can be sure?

As I finished pumping gas, I was thinking, with the cost of gasoline being what it is, I think all gas stations should provide live theater like this. A little extra, you know?

Of course, I was left with a mystery and three burning questions:

Did the man with the fanny pack ever surrender the “shit” of the lady in the orange dress?

Did the two of them kiss and make up?

Why do people wear fanny packs?

Life is full of free shows, if you only pay attention.

Now the cat has settled down. I guess he didn’t have a blog on his mind after all. He just wanted attention. My coffee cup is empty. Almost time to pull my little act together, get on my bike and head to the office. This week has flown by, which is both nice and a little scary. Where does the time go? Look–there it went. Still, any week that includes memorable cake has to be a good week.  And now it is almost the weekend.

Happy Friday

3 Responses to “Random Friday”

  1. Pamela N Red May 6, 2011 at 11:46 am #

    lol Some people are funny to watch. It always amazes me how comfortable some are at arguing and airing their personal issues in public. I could never do that.

  2. That Weather Girl May 6, 2011 at 10:52 pm #

    Who among us has not been in the “I want my shit” situation at least once? But I don’t think I have ever been quite so public about it.

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