A splendid afternoon

So, I lied. I said on the first really nice day I’d go down to the waterfront, get a martini, and watch the sunset. Today was that day, but instead I elected to go up to the top of Queen Anne hill and get a iced slushee coffee thingee. I did have a pleasant sit there outside of Tully’s at the intersection of Queen Anne Ave. N and Boston Ave. My goal is to become a fixture there by the end of the summer. I want to be like that homeless guy who’s always up there with the afro, hairpick, fanny pack, and busted headphones who shuffles around talking to his imaginary friend. People will drive or walk by and think, “There’s that skinny dude who sits, watching people for hours on end. Creepy.” I’m starting to recognize some regulars. There’s an older gentleman who frequents the same intersection. He usually sits drinking his coffee, listening to his iPod. He smoked before the smoking ban. I also saw that dope who drives the convertible Porsche and bumps Yanni. Today it wasn’t Yanni, but it wasn’t that much better. I laughed when I saw him.

Today, besides people, car, and dog watching, I got some reading done, which I hadn’t done in a while. I’m getting close to finishing the ethics book I started at the beginning of the year. I’d like to have it done by the end of the month. I was frustrated that it became somewhat of a struggle to finish the chapter. I grew impatient and distracted for the last few pages, forcing me to re-read several paragraphs. When I was in school, something like that wouldn’t have been a problem. The material was relatively simple and short. I guess I’m just losing my edge. I’m becoming weak of mind and body these days.

Walking back to my car, I passed several restaurants with outdoor seating. All of these were full of couples and groups of couples chatting amiably and enjoying the weather. I was quite envious. I’ll admit one of the few times I wish I had a significant other are evenings like today when I could be having dinner outside and in the company of an attractive woman. Instead, I only had reheated teriyaki to eat in a lonely apartment while I played video games. I could have had reheated teriyaki that is. I accidently left it in my truck, and I was too lazy to get it again. My truck will smell like teriyaki in the morning. Yum.

3 thoughts on “A splendid afternoon”

  1. Weird. When people come in at my coffee shop come in, I look and look and look and then I interrupt them as they’re peering at the window.

    “Excuse me, were you in a Bollywood film?”

    “Yeah, Bollywood Calling.”

    “You’re Chet Dixon, right!?”

    “Yeah!!!! How’d you know!”

    Life is sweet.

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