Dave Gilbert | 
10 9th, 2007| 
So I was pondering what to put in this blog, since I’ve been slacking on it lately. I was sitting in a Starbucks two blocks away from my apartment, tap-tap-tapping away into this computer, when I glance out the window.
A guy was standing out there. He was balding, chubby, and middle-aged. He was wearing a black t-shirt that read “Culture Club brings back the 80s” and a long black skirt. Yes, a skirt. This alone wouldn’t have been blog-worthy, but he chose that moment to spin around and look directly at me.
He held this pose for five seconds, not taking his eyes off mine. I was trying to decide whether I should look away or smile knowingly, when pumped his arm in the air, extended his pinky and thumb in the “rock on!” gesture known worldwide, screamed “YEAH!!” at the top of his lungs, and then darted off to parts unknown.
There are times I wish I had an actual office to work in, but this wasn’t one of them.
