"SO 80s!"; "Loud and Pushy"; "An unpleasant body of killers"

Yesterday was certainly an unimpressive day. The highlight was ogling the guys at the deli at lunch. One in particular struck my fancy. Tall, wearing light-blue denims, boots and a bright yellow North Face windbreaker. With blondish-brown hair that looked sorta like that of Chris Issac.

I noticed three guys with glasses perched on the top of their head. Usually, I don't see anyone doing that. So three struck me. I spent about 15 minutes trying to decide when that was the big thing. My thought was to go over and said, "That is SO 80s!" But I never could figure out which decade was right. I could also see the headlines: "Busybody diner stabbed 43 times with plastic fork!"

I had lunch at a Chinese place today. One that I'd not been to in several years. I remember the food as being good, so I was trying to remember why I hadn't been there in awhile.

Munching away on chicken chow mein, it came back to me. There was always a group of loud, pushy people who were loud and pushy. And there was no way to prevent overhearing them. (And there was such a loud, pushy trio today.) Plus the place was poorly lit and smelled moldy. And the hostess was something of a dragonlady.

Well, that's not exactly right. There is a great story, "Death by Eros" by Steven Saylor featuring Gordianus the Finder. As with all of Gordianus' tales, everything is seen through his eyes.

PAX!