I like randomness just as much as the next guy... ok, perhaps a bit more than the next guy. Anyway, whatever the next guy thinks of it, I'm a huge fan.
Over the weekend we were at a local shopping center where I encountered the delicious irony of the sticker on this trash can. Thank you for not overfilling? Littering? WOW! Eureka, if the irony weren't potent enough, I think the dramatic splatter of the orange liquid (is it juice? is it a smoothy of some sort? Is it even organic?) drives it all home.
Moving on, last night was another study in randomness, starting innocently enough with a trip out to grab pizza with Lyndsey, her coworker Liz, and Liz's husband Tim. The pizza was great (always nice to discover a new good pizza joint), we had a good discussion of movies we need to revisit soon (Spaceballs, So I Married an Axe Murderer, Encino Man... ok, maybe not so much on Encino Man)... and then the plan was to meet up with Jill for a drink.
Well, hours later we were hanging out and talking to a local musician about how he has tried to steer clear of the mafia, how he wants to move to Asheville, NC, and upcoming gigs. All-in-all, it was an enjoyable and bizarrely unplanned evening.
Hooray for randomness, irony, music, and Spaceballs.
Happy Wednesday!
Wednesday, August 08, 2007
An Ode to Randomness
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"randomness" that describes my summer...
found you on bloggers new organization tool, I think you have photography as one of your interests, nice shot!
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