A conversation with my brother [let’s call him, Punker than You (PTY).
PTY: Dude. I just got home [approximately 5:00 pm P.S.T.] Dude, I went to the Mika Mico show last night.
Me: Word! Was it a good show?
PTY: It was amazing! We hung out after the show until four in the morning. I also ate a chorizo taco. [PTY has been vegan/vegitarian for sometime and gets sick everytime he eats meat.]
Me: If I eat chorizo I get sick. You got what you deserve. I no longer hang out late in the night. [I am surfing the net and looking up my neighborhood on Wikipedia] I think the latest I have been up was one in the morning and that was for the USC/OSU game.
PTY: I got the bassists phone number.
Me: [I look up Mika Mico on wiki] Ok, they are all women? Hmmm, the bassist, which one is she?
PTY: She is the hot one that plays bass.
Me: I got that. [Returning to my neighborhood search.]
We live across from a catholic school. Hey there is an all-girls catholic school?!?
PTY: Sweet. Catholic! School girls! Rule! Catholic School Girls rule!
ME: Guess what their mascot is? [I have an obsession with mascots and school colors. I am trying to memorize all of the D1 schools. I also search the Max-prep site to research HS mascots.]
PTY: Their mascot is me!
Me: No. That is funny. The mascot is the rockets.
PTY: Are you sure it is not me. It should be…
Me: Nope, it is the rockets. I wonder how an all-girls catholic high school gets the mascot of rockets. I bet there is a great story there.
PTY: I got to go get dinner. Talk to you tomorrow.
Me: Later…