Sunday, July 17, 2005

scary things

You know how metro stations often gussy themselves up with a bit of personality? Mine is decorated with tiles created by, one supposes, local schoolchildren, one of whom, a sinister little creature, made this spooky piece:

It's blurry because my camera turns everything into Impressionism, but you get the idea.

Also menacing: if I don't chicken out, which I will, tomorrow I have a "non-date," because I've been very clear about not wanting to go on dates but only wanting to have drinks with interesting and benevolent strangers, with a tall, handsome, English, 44-year-old professor who is a colleague of an extraordinarily well-known public intellectual. Whom I probably oughtn't name, but whose identity is probably not that hard to guess.

Hm. I'm going to have to call and cancel, lest I drink too much out of nervousness and end up sloshily recalling childhood memories to him.


Anonymous eric said...

Sloshily recalling childhood memories of this guy's colleague may be fine, if this is 'Entourage: Ivy League.'

But drinking too much out of nervousness while talking with a tall, handsome, English 44 year old professor doesn't seem like a bad way to spend the evening. I think you both would have a very good time.

As far as well known public intellectuals go, there aren't to many...Noam?

11:56 PM  
Blogger curatrix said...

I think they're just playing catch with a medicine ball.

9:28 AM  
Blogger j. ondioline said...

I don't know - is it reassuring when the walking dead play catch with a medicine ball? What are they training for?

The only good thing about this apocalyptic sign is that I now have a subfolder within "My Pictures" called "Kate, Harvard, walking dead".

12:10 PM  
Blogger g odoreida said...

This is all part of a campaign to make sure I can never link you again, isn't it?

3:33 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Noam? I was thinking it was obviously Ted Kennedy.

10:15 PM  

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