"our job in this lifetime is not to shape ourselves into some ideal we imagine we ought to be, but to find out who we already are and become it.” ::stephen pressfield::
[the conversation in progress is about sand spurs]
lori: today i found one right here on my sweater and all i did was walk from my house to the car.
bryan: how did that happen? did you roll to your car?
carolyn: they’re sand spurs. all you have to do is walk out the front door and they just all go [shlup] – and they’re all over you.
lisa: one time i got a huge burdock caught in my hair.
matthew: your hair? how did it get stuck in your hair?
lisa: [in a tone that would indicate to most the following scenerio was a completely normal, everday, common experience...] well, when you’re 3 years old and you’re riding your tricycle and you run into a sheep…
[group momentarily quiet & confused - wondering if they heard right]
carolyn: did you just say, you ran into a sheep with your tricycle when you were 3?
lisa: yep. took forever to get that burdocks out of my hair. it was huge!
hahahahaha!
but seriously, sandspurs are evil. and, now i fear i will have nighmares about giant burdock covered sheep.
jen mcgee: i went to the grocery store last night and saw like three people i knew. they were all doing the same thing as me – - buying food that they didn’t have.
this is matt (a.k.a. smatty or hazmat). he is our resident bass player at the rock and star of flipside’s kick me short feature films. he gets the prize for the best lunch room story of the day.
matt: “the other night i put a dollar in my pocket and went home. i took my pants off and set them to the side. and when i got up in the morning, i put those same pants on again, and i looked in the pocket and there was a dollar bill in there.”
(longer than short silent pause)
me: “is that it?”
matt: “yeah, that’s it.”
the best part… he was sincerely sharing an experience that had made his day. we laughed until we cried at lunch today. i love lunch. i love these people.
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