Run-ins

This morning on the train downtown I ran into the father of an old friend of mine. I haven't talked to him more than once in the last five years probably, and he's seen my folks maybe twice a year tops at gatherings that my parents are often no longer invited to because they are asociable. We talked and caught up a bit. Funny quote, in reference to his son (my old friend) and some of the other neighborhood guys I grew up with: he says something like "I guess you have to go to college nowadays to wait tables." All in good fun. I sure hope I don't end up unemployed come May...

Heading to the train in the evening was a madhouse. We got let out of court slightly later today than on previous days so the streets and the station were much more crowded, to the point that it was suggestive of a bad music video or corny television commercial with hordes of people. In fact, it turned my mind to sheep being led to slaughter....But enough with morbidity. I couldn't catch the 5:00, and luckily Zo called me and told me to walk a few blocks to his station. So we rode together and shot the shit, and he drove me to my car back in the 'burbs again.