July 10, 2004

• My Birthday and an old Personals Story but no graph

  
  

  Today was a great birthday.  I woke up and had breakfast with Peggy and Terry while chatting and reading up on xanga.  I met with Tony for lunch — we talked about philosophy, careers, and the evils of unchecked corporations.  It made me want to dig up my old notes on the limitations of capitalism and finally turn it into a xanga post.  (Oh yeah, that will be a popular one…)  He saw Fahrenheit 911 on opening day, so I couldn’t see it with him.  Instead we played 4 hours of Age of Mythology at a cyber-cafe.  I’d bought the game last week to train for this momentous event, but he was still a much stronger player.  (Because he’s not working and has been playing nonstop for 6 weeks.)

  
  

  Afterwards I ate a Cold Stone Creamery rocky road waffle cup for dinner.

  
  

  I left and went to meet my friends Nelson and Michele.  Nelson’s an old grad school friend who taught me electric bass.  Anyway, he told me that Rush (our favorite band) was playing tonight, and if I’d be interested in seeing them.  I said sure, and he went and got tickets.  84 freakin’ dollars a ticket, and he wouldn’t let me pay him back!!!  So we saw the concert from 7:30-11, and came back to their new house.

  
  

  It reminds me of the last time Nelson and I spontaneously went to see a concert.  We were lifting at the Berkeley gym, and the radio was playing an ad for the band Boston.  So we decided to go and see if there were tickets.  And we had a great time at the concert.  But afterwards I remembered that I totally flaked out on my friend Augie that night.  So I called him late-night and left this long rambling apology on his machine.

  
  

  As it turns out, Augie had a few weeks ago played a practical joke on me by posting a newpaper personals ad for me, listing him as the contact person.  Since I’m a big Rush fan, he used only quotes from Rush songs (he had conspirator help from my other Rush friends, including Nelson).  I guess they figured they might turn up some female Rush fan.  Anyway, this girl Kim answered the ad, and Augie told her he had set up the ad for me, so they met and decided to try to arrange a meeting with me the night of the Boston concert.  I didn’t know this part.  So I thought I was just flaking on Augie, when really I was messing up his plan to introduce me to Kim.  Augie and Kim later went back to his place, where he played the long rambling apology while she listened on.  Then she thought I was really strange and didn’t want to meet me after that.  I learned all of this a few weeks afterwards.

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