saturday afternoon at the beanery

sitting outside the beanery and for company there's the pizza delivery guys from next door. apparently there is a lull in delivering right at the moment. they're having an indepth discussion about national defense. ppfha! right. they are discussing something about how the usa has this top-secret program whereby we send arms to our enemies and they're deciding that we need to stop doing that. hoh-kay...
i'll just get the top-secrets on the phone for ya fellas, hang on...

you'll no doubt be thrilled to learn that i acquired a lovely pair of jeans at the stein mart. they are a longish capri length. back in the day, we would have called them pedal pushers. these are just darling and fit stellarly, allowing me to immediately get rid of the wankerish pair in my ongoing struggles against wankerism.

oh, wait. the pizza guys are now discussing atheism and the proof of a higher power... which segues into... an examination of the deep-seated psychological issues of their manager who refuses to entertain opposing viewpoints. wow, these guys are quick! they are now discussing racism. and, now into politics. you can really cover ground fast when you're complete idiots because you don't have to waste all that time actually thinking.

these guys just sat down at the next table for a tutoring session and the teacher is starting with the atomic weight of pizza. oh, man -- sorry but i gotta go. i need to fire up the skype and get beavis on the line because nothing begs for a disturbance by skyping like the atomic weight of pizza.