Fellow Traveller

Today (assuming that you’re reading this on Friday) I’m taking the train to DC. I decided to be super economical and take the cheaper non-Acela train, but then Shallow Gal suggested that we meet at 12:30 for lunch and my train didn’t get in until 1 pm, so I had to re-balance that budget.

Because I’m sure that we can all agree that if I end up dead from malnutrition and starvation, that’s not a real savings. You really have to read the fine print. So now I’m taking the zooming Acela to DC, unless Shallow Gal would rather that I meet her for breakfast in which case please let me know of a good helicopter chartering company.

And then, after lunch, I’m going to meet my college friend’s husband at his office and together (with their cute daughter) we will drive to West Virginia. Because another one of our college friends is getting married in West Virginia and OMG, I just realized how very The Big Chill all of this is and now I’m scared. (And yes, I know that in The Big Chill they all gathered because of a friend’s suicide, not wedding. Hello, details. Also, in the interest of full disclosure, I didn’t see The Big Chill, but I figure that anything with Glenn Close has got to be fucked up. Plus, I hate Meg Tilly.)

So we’ll be driving to West Virginia for about 4 hours which in case you’re wondering, is a long-ass time to be in the car with anyone.

This guy is great and funny and hopefully not looking for me to take the wheel, because, you know, I DON’T KNOW HOW TO DRIVE, but still.

Already we hit some bumps when last week I suggested that it may make more sense for him to pick me up in NYC and then we’d drive from here to West Virginia, but he said something about it being “out of the way.” I noticed the “out of the way” arguments weren’t too popular when Jews were being loaded onto trains heading for Auschwitz, but I didn’t want to say anything to him in case he’s one of those weirdos who’s sensitive about the Holocaust.

I emailed him to reassure him that despite his making me come all the way to DC I was looking forward to the ride because now that I’m born again, I have a lot of Good News to share with him during our trip. Also I wanted to talk to him about buying some insurance from me, and it’s great that I won’t be rushed with my presentation about the many different and affordable policies that will protect his loved ones in case the unthinkable happens.

He hasn’t written back yet, but I’m sure he’s really looking forward to it, too.

Have a great weekend, I’ll let you know if I catch the bouquet!

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• Saturday Night Special - 2012