Fun encounter with the fairer sex this morning. Went outside my apartment to the Farmer's Market that usually serves only to deprive me of parking on Friday night. Browsed a little, then to the java stand. The pretty twenty-something compliments my "Frozen" shirt with a giggle and asks what I'd like.
"Well ... I've been craving a BBC. A big--"
[beat, anxiety on her face]
[beat, eyes widen]
She laughs. Funny she knew the acronym-- maybe she's on Craigslist.
Anyway, she pours, I explain I've been wanting to use it for a while. "Well, not use a BBC, but the joke." "You're BAAAAD."
She mentions the shirt again, I say, "Yeah, I watch it a lot with the girls. I mean, I don't watch BBC with them-- er, well, I do" "You're BAD this morning!" "I mean the British Broadcasting Corp."
She finishes pouring, but my cup runneth over. I helpfully interject, "BBC ain't fitting in there, is it?"
She laughs again.
We smile, we part and I walk home in the cold September rain.
Yesterday, I watched the second half of Magnolia, started the evening before. I've watched it dozens of times, and it's gone from "meh" to my top two favorite PT Anderson films. There's a quote heard throughout, and the last line for narrator Ricky Jay:
And the book says, "We may be through with the past, but the past ain't through with us."
In what "book" does this quote appear? After finding a clue on an archived thread that linked to a dead page that I found through the Wayback Machine that turned out to be a fake autobiography of one of the dead site's editorial staff-- well, I found it in an essay:
The full text of "The Natural History of Nonsense" is available from a personal page on the history of Cape Cod. The book itself is by renowned lexicographer Bergen Evans and concerns superstition in modern times. I think I'll buy it. Someday.