I have not blogged for about 6 years, when I stopped doing political blogging and focussed on philosophical videos. The change was not unrelated, I have long felt that the problem is how people judge their leaders and their press, and the solution to this is people need to re-evaluated their values, and at least some of them need to do this via a philosophical process, consciously.
I may put fiction on this blog, as I have never stopped writing fiction on a daily basis, as well as technical treatments of my philosophical ideas.
So I was scheduled to meet Pyrrho and Mathfails at McDonald's in Florida at the Miami meetup. I got there first and decided to get myself something to eat while I waited for the others to arrive.
ReplyDeleteA beautiful blonde Amazon with striking blue eyes was working the cash register. I ordered nuggets, fries, and a large strawberry milkshake. Moments later as she was sliding the tray across the counter to me, she whispered the words "call me" and that immediately made the godawful journey from Jacksonville to Miami worth it.
Looking at her, I picked up one of the fries and began to eat it in a decidedly sensual way. This had the desired effect; the Amazon nearly fainted. Had a much shorter co-worker not been standing there to steady her, she may have actually collapsed.
I took a seat in a booth near the window. Outside, lunch hour traffic flashed back and forth in the blazing Miami heat. I counted at least 40 bikini clad girls on roller-skates.
Then, as I was taking a bite out of a barbeque sauce drenched chicken nugget, I spotted Pyrrho. He was pushing his way through the crowd of bikini girls, carrying a guitar in one hand and a beer bottle in the other, and he seemed to be singing a loud, obnoxious song. The nugget fell out of my mouth. I was mortified. I considered getting up and leaving McDonald's before he could find me.
Too late. He staggered inside, singing his song about gratex, then saw me. "JON!" he shouted merrily. He accidentally bumped a number heads with his guitar as he made his way toward my booth. I stood up to greet him and he flung his arms around me. He was much shorter than I expected.
Mathfails never arrived, which was probably a good thing. I wasn't able to enjoy my strawberry milkshake because Pyrrho lit a cigarette and kept blowing smoke in my face. I'm not sure if he was doing it intentionally or not.
You left out the part where I got the Amazon you prick.
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