It annoys me to no end when people have to prove just how much they know. Exhibit A: the 40something guy we ran into on the street in Milwaukee yesterday who mistakenly thought we were out looking for hours of inane conversation. (okay, it was more like minutes. but i hate small talk all the same) He gets to the point of asking Jen and I where we're from.

"California," I say.

"Oh yeah? what part?" he says.

"Southern California," I say.

"What part?" he says.

"Orange County," I say.

"What city?" he says.

"Westminster," I say. (Which, for the most part, is true. It's hard to pinpoint exactly where you're from when you live in a place like Orange County - you could live in Westminster but go to school in Huntington Beach and maybe your piano lessons are in Fountain Valley and you really like to hang out at the Super Saver Cinema 7 in Seal Beach, etc., etc. Everything is really close and the borders are sorta mushed together. But I digress. Let's get back to 40something's sparkling conversation.)

"I'm from Buena Park," he says.

He could've just said in the beginning "oh hey, I'm from Buena Park, realizing maybe I'm not big on detailing where he can find my family if he wants to go brutally dismember them. Jen and I ran into him again on our way out of the mall just a couple of minutes later when we found our destination was closed due to a leak.

Aside from that, yesterday was really great. Lots of great finds for work, a couple of awesome finds for us, good food at Noodles and Co. for lunch, awesome navigation on the part of Jen, and later on that day awesome fun at the Safe House.

It was a really funny coincidence, but when Jen got up to use the restroom I pulled my cell phone out of my purse to see if I'd missed any calls because I'm lame like that. Two seconds after I put the phone back in my purse, it rings. Michelle called to tell me she had just been at Mervyns and she was super jazzed because one of the first groups I worked on is in the stores. She told me the cashier didn't believe her when she said her sister worked on the coverall she was buying.

In other news, cross your fingers for me that a business deal Michelle and I are beginning to plan out goes through. It could be super sweet if it does.

I'm off to continue Saturday slacking - go outside and play!!!