Lunch conversation

Tons of work conversation. Bits about people and codee and such kept creeping into the conversation. I hate that. I do it sometimes too.

Today, we walked across fields and across streets, through parking lots and past crazy people to get to our destination. It was a fast food place. We pretty much filled it up. I think there were 15 people or so today.

• Cars
• Snorkel kits on 4x4
• Exhaust on Semi trucks
• Stories about mechanics ripping people off.
• Video games
• The game where you are on a spaceship and have to run basically through a text encounter with every other ship you meet.
• Retro games like Rendezvous with Rama and Zork and how people are retroing these games back to life.
• Food
• Ketchup and things we do to modify same
• You got to get grilled onions and jalapenos on your double patty burger.
• Biscuits and gravy and how you would think it was something that would be difficult to fuck up.
• The crazy guy who lives in an alley on the way to the fast food place we went to.
• I had seen a helicopter landing in the field we were walking through.
• Wives. (enough said)

I needed to get out today. I needed to walk. People complained I walked too fast. i wanted to climb up the side of a building to walk on a ledge. I wanted to run and jump and play today at lunch. I needed a recess.

That was the end of the normal blog entry. The following is some random crap related.

Tweetable version of that last paragraph:

I needed to get out today, to walk. I walked too fast, to climb a building, to walk on a ledge, to run and jump and play. I needed a recess

The child inside

I needed to get out today

To walk, I walked too fast

To climb a building

To walk on a ledge

To run and jump and play

I needed a recess