Mr. Chin was at the bus stop today! If you've known me for very long, you'd know that Mr. Chin is a little elderly Chinese man who I used to ride the bus with every morning when I was taking two buses to get to work. He's about the height of an 8 year old little boy and practically stumbles around like a drunkard. The most striking thing about Mr. Chin is the lack of a jaw bone with the presence of a small white patch of hair where it would point downward, hence my nickname for him. I've never actually spoken to him, nor have I ever heard him speak. I'm not even sure he is able. I'll get a picture of him one day.  ¶ 2:19 PM (0) comments

  M: An awesome guy. I met him on match.com (or m.com as he calls it – he’s embarrassed). Truthfully, it’s been a while since I met a guy whose company I enjoyed as much as his.

Since I moved to this 7x7 metropolis two years ago, I’ve had my share of coincidences and run-ins, but last night was by far the most bizarre. M is a very talented student of film. Last September, at the Folsom Street Fair (my first occasion of attending), he took his video camera and got loads of footage on the wild yearly festival. He edited all of the footage and created a video with very appropriate techno music (Fuck the Pain Away). Last night he sat me down in front of his Mac to watch his masterpiece. The whole time I sat there, wondering if I was going to spot myself in the crowd or in the distance. Well, boy! I wasn’t prepared to see him zooming in and panning on me as I was walking through the crowd. We were both talking about it for hours after that. It was insane.

“Before he met her…he met her” – M.C.
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