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11 05 pm pst When I got on the plane I had a spot of conversation with Randall, who was in the row in front of me. Randall had a definite "look" -- disheveled blond hair in a ponytail and sunglasses on. I inquired about his shades and he claimed that he had just forgotten they were on, but I chided him that he was trying to be cool. Our lovely conversation was cut short by the arrival of Mark [pronounced "Mock" in his Brittish accent], who told me I was in his seat. Indeed I was, though the stewardess had pointed me there, so I moved over. And although our flight was supposedly full, we would up with an empty seat between us, which was just perfect. Before leaving for the airport I had been thinking about how lovely it is to have an empty flight, and have a whole row of seats to yourself, but I actually tend to prefer to be seated next to an interesting yapper, with who I can gab away the flight. This is exactly what I got. Mark and I had a blast, talking for hours on end about absolutely everything. I tried out my English accent on him and he said I sounded much too proper: "You sound like the Queen!" Mark certainly made the flight go by faster than it would have otherwise. I have been totally surprised by the sun here. I forgot what it was like. The tall buildings that flood New York insure that, while it may be sunny out, you don't have the sun shining on you at all times. It was a delight to come home to a bright blue sky! I spent an obscene amount of time on the phone with Ashley tonight. I have moved this site to his server (because he is a dream, and gave me space!) and it was having problems. My technical questions quickly deteriorated into a social call, and we ended up chatting for a long time. Now if I can only get my e-mail working again, I won't be grouchy. I have gotten several people addicted to Snood due to my previous post about it, so it is probably unwise of me to mention that I am now hooked on Dr. Max, a great Dr. Mario clone. I even got my dad playing them both, and my brother is determined to wipe out all of my Snood high scores. I love puzzle or strategy games (like Tetris) so much more than shoot-'em-up games. I'm not really sure why. Talking on the phone does not occupy enough of my brain; I have a need to multi-task. When I was in college, I used to water my plants while talking, and people would always comment on the bizarre noise my spray bottle made. Now I tend to play a computer game (such as Tetris, Mine Sweeper, Solitaire, Snood, or Dr. Max). I have to be doing something, and it isn't a fidgeting thing, it is a parallel processing thing. I can also have multiple conversations at once, which I love to do... |
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