Tuesday, October 02, 2007

You just never know what you're going to find when you walk around the corner...

So I've felt just a tad bit anxious as of late... part of it has to do with papers due, an unexpected job opportunity that just might change my entire career trajectory, recent undertakings of an old colleague, blooming social opportunities, and the cusp of a changing season.

That said, I loved coming in to work and school just now. I usually circle around trying to find a spot in the parking lot closest to my class that gets out at 10:00 pm, and I usually end up driving all the way around campus. Well today I stumbled upon someone leaving right away, so I got a very close spot. There's nothing like good parma (ME-ese for parking karma).

Then walking onto campus, I saw the funniest thing: a very sharply-dressed guy was wearing a nice navy blue double-breasted blazer with gold buttons. He carried a leather briefcase and was holding hands with a beautiful woman. Here's the kicker: he was wearing salmon pink pants that were an inch too short. It was great. Classic. I thought I was back in Italy. I loved it. It made me smile.

Then as I rounded the corner past the library, I heard some suspicious shouts and found a crowd of onlookers gathered around Fenwick. There were 3 army guys repelling off the building. It was great. It looked like fun until the one on the ropes lost his balance and bounced into the wall back first. He did make it down safely.

Who knows what will be around my next corner?

2 comments:

Jennifer said...

Sounds like you have more details to share? I DO want to know. Saturday's phone call is shot, as I will be in Thailand but there's always....????

I heard a blurb on karaoke on the radio the other day. They suggested NOT singing New York New York. Of course I thought of you.

Missing you like mad!

Tender Mercies said...

There are ALWAYS details to share! I'm going to miss talking to you! I should have called you Sunday night, but my phone was out of batteries...

Come on... New York New York--now that was an amazing experience with my favorite crazy Italian, Laura DiBari. Oh, I love all the craziness!