for my friend, Miles. We emailed me at work to say he was going to the surfer movie and did I want to go. That is Very Nice of him. We went to dinner where he was expecially nice, well, not in picking a Thai place, but in ordering what I would enjoy eating at the Thai place.
Restaurants, well, many of them, use some chemical in their food that when I am finished with a meal (never during) makes me sneeze. Somewhere between 13 and 15 times. 15 is the record, as I have come to count the sneezes by way of entertainment now. I have, of course, being educateable, learned sneezing happens and at the first sign of a sneeze I no longer think this is a lone, quirk of a sneeze that will be over before I can leave the table and leap up and dash to the ladies room where I can sneeze, sneeze, sneeze until my body sneezes no more and no one can see me. Which is best as if I don’t hide myself people actually make comments on the number of sneezes and how the sneezes sound like a kitten mewing. Miles is very good about making himself at home alone at the table for what can be quite some period of time. Some people might simply think I was trying to ditch out on the check. ;)
The movies was, fur sure, man a surfer film. A special event, in this coastal town. The surfer, dude, was there and like, man, it was totally gnarly. It is So Nice that Miles is my friend and isn’t uncomfortable going with me to an event where I am not the prototype. When I was standing in line on my own for a bit, as Miles went and “duded” other sufers? I was feeling very much like a fish out of water. Or should I say a feeling very much like a person on the beach.
I truly appreciate having Miles as a friend. We have know each other three years now. That is a long time for me to know someone in the place where I live. Mostly, because I haven’t lived in one place for this long since I I was able to stay put for years 12-20.
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