Chapter Two

So I had dinner with Jess. (Yes, you can hit me now.) It was quite a bit of fun. I was a little early, but I got a table at the window, so I got to watch people walk and drive by. Some of the best of the night were:
1) A group of 4 girls in a convertible jumping up and down in their seats and waving their arms in the air while singing to the radio. Very stereotypical. Very funny.
2) 10 guys in a pick-up. Yes, 10 guys. That was just the back of the truck too. They were all trying not to look at each other. I'm not sure how they managed it, but it was pretty funny.
4) Two guys drove by in some car, and the driver had a Pokemon hat on.
3) Three guys walked down the street, all of them had Pokemon hats on. I think it was the same guys as the car.
4) Well, of course Jess, how could I forget until now. I saw her first. (Nyah.) And I know she saw me. She was very much exactly the same as I remembered. That's a lie. She wasn't hiding behind a car. She has my approval; but, she gets only gets a B-.
5) Jess's friends, because they were such a contrast, what with the waving and all.
6) A six-year-old skipping down the sidewalk. Very quickly. He was going too fast and he tripped, but someone walking the other way was very nice and caught him, so he didn't get hurt.
7) A guy in an electric power wheelchair, mainly because it made me think how much fun it would be to race someone. (In fact, I challenged Jess.)
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Tangent: Power Chair versus Power Wheelchair. Power wheelchair draws more sympathy, doesn't it? Power chair makes it sound like some cool contraction or toy - which it is - but power wheelchair reminds you that its a wheelchair, which is saddening. So using one or the other is a method to draw - or sidestep - the sympathy factor, but that's not what I'm doing. I just think the one is more accurate. Yay for tangents that end up no where.
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Those are all the main ones. There were various others wandering the streets outside my window, but they were mostly less interesting. After dinner, Jess was going to leave, but I made sure otherwise. We skipped (metaphorically, although that would have been more fun) off. I paid no heed to traffic and walked bodly out into the street. I was in a cross section and pedestrians have right of way. Everyone seems to forget that. The car has to stop for you, remember that. Yes, in a battle of stregnth the car would win, but then you can sue the driver, and no driver wants that - or the guilt if they kill you - and so 90+% of drivers will stop. You can always tell the ones who won't; they're the ones doing 60 on a one-way. You don't mess with them, sensiably. But for everyone else, walk right out, it's perfectly legal and they won't hit you. Plus it's a major power rush. Anyway, we skipped off and ended up at Barnes & Noble. We sat for a moment to have some coffee, and then we proceeded to ravage the store. It was quite fun. Our ravaging - amoung other things - included taking books from the "Gay and Lesbian" section and putting them into the "Catholic" section. Always enjoyable. Anyway, I can't really complain about the evening, because if I do, Jess'll bite my head off. But let's not put ideas into anyone's head.