This coming Tuesday, I’ll be publishing S P C | Phnom Penh, ‘Saturday.’ See what I did there? Putting in all the days of the week, ahead of Sunday, would be a feat. Especially given the fact that Mondays are when no one wants to read anything. I forgot!
Wel!, how can all this work so well, when it’s not even Thursday yet? I’m just reaching here, reaching and connecting things, making juxtapositions, as per usual.
Yesterday I finally went out for the so-called ‘Friday Night Beer,’ as one of the old housemates I had had once who wound up dating another one of our housemates which was weird and made me put in my notice, to be honest, because, when you just stay inside all the boxes and don’t venture out of your zones nothing new happens and I don’t like that, and I didn’t wanna stay in that kind of a spot, so yeah. I left. For… That time, let me think… Oh, I’ve forgotten now. That was 2016, jeez. Where did I go from there? Oh, right. London, et al, for the series on parks, walks, shades, leaves, and more. Briefly in Sheffield, etc.
But yeah. Me, going out on a Friday night! Usually I avoid this kind of thing at all costs, but the good news is that the place is owned by a rather awkward dude (which means: no one else was there… perfect!!!) In a short informal exchange of not that many words, he told us stuff. How he was just wanting to ‘have a pub, you know?’, affordably, and that’s cute and all, but socializing is not his beat, and he flat out said so, as awkward people tend to do. My employee is more social and I’m not but he’s not here today.
Me, to C, as we were out of earshot from that last-minute sudden conversation-start-attempt after we’d already said goodbye.:
Me: ‘I know, but it’s kind of just an awkward moment for that person. I am just… well, I’m used to it. Yeah, come to think of it… I’m used to awkward people. I kind of know how to talk to them. Because, of course, I lived in Seattle…’
I wrote about ‘Saturday’ at my personal site, and I’m gonna post again about it at DK’s site, where you can view the collection in context.
‘Choices’ happened. A good party.
Next is… whatever I feel like doing, next. If I’m in the mood.
Thanks C. And: Nice to meet you.
Note to B: See? It happened! And you thought no one was reading.