Nerve Endings Firing Away

Well, not quite. Meeting Spaceman was similarly long overdue and I don’t assume it is going to be the final time. Ash and Anish accompanied me to a vintage-looking Starbucks in downtown Dunwoody. Spaceman lived only a couple of miles from where I do and we both wondered why it had taken us so long to meet. The small world phenomenon was revisited again when we exchanged stories of our time in Atlanta. It seems he had attended a desi student party in my erstwhile apartment complex and we had a few common friends. He loves Austin Powers and wonders why I don’t in spite of my PJs. We generally talked about movies, things we do for fun, road trips but not so much about blogs. I guess that isn’t surprising since we already are aware of our blogging identities. It was an interesting meetup, Spacey. Lets hope we can get together again sometime soon.

Also, if you are continually frustrated on seeing empty racks of Motorcycle Diaries and chokingly full racks of The Grudge at your local Blockbuster, you might want to raid their evening restocking cart. It is a virtual treasure chest of the movies you want to watch and can’t get your hands on. I picked up Ray and Motorcycle Diaries, a rare double after returning home disappointed on previous occasions. The store clerk also seemed surprised at our catch.