Stupid Hurts

So here I am sitting out side of the Caribou Coffee in The Edgewood Shopping plaza. When two guys try to sneak up behind me. I turn my look over my shoulder several times before making it a point to turn around once they began to invade what I consider my personal space. One asked me for my laptop
“Give me your laptop”
I laughed at them both and replied
“You better want it a lot more than me,” and then proceed to case it up and place it inside of my messenger bag, while continuing to chuckle to myself.
They both look surprised as I then got up and asked them “what else do they want.”

As they both nervously look at me and then at each other I noticed one start reaching around his back, I figure he should be my main target. I am hovering leaning forward ready to lunge, and while I hoped it didn’t get to that. I really kinda wanted it to, I can tell you to the day the last time I got to choke someone out legally.

They chatted between themselves for a bit and started posturing about how they just got out of jail and what not. I wanted to point out I used to get paid to hurt people, but I felt it wasn’t the best time to divulge that fact. I stepped forward to place myself in position to strike and one of them places his hands out and ask me not to do that I was making him nervous. Apparently they just wanted to talk at this point. I figured my stuff was mostly safe now and listened to what they had to say. They said how they were walking, and I pointed out I was on a bike, so I told them I would let them go, that only went to piss them off. They accused me of treating them like bitches, I agreed with them and made a deal. So I gave them some of the change in my pocket in an effort not to re-escalate the issue. They left and I decided to do the same before they returned with friends.

A few nights ago I learned several important things:

1)The auto focus no longer works on my camera

2)Australians play pool a lot differently than Americans

3)Australians think that Fosters beer is an embarrassment to the country

I spent my evening several days ago talking about the finer points of southern culture and bicycling with two Australian guys while playing several rounds of pool in a dive bar. Toby and Will are both spending several weeks in country visiting family and friends and there first stop was Birmingham. While here they wanted to sample some of our legendary fine southern dining before heading up north. the only place open was waffle house, but I think they got the point.
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I always wondered where pro-bikers pissed on long bike rides, now I know

and there you have it

It has been a odd week. I think I did something to piss god off. In the past week I : stepped on my cellphone and broke the screen, my ibook burned out, my camera no longer works, and Wal-mart was sold out of the bicycle I want. Hmmmm.

But I did have one of the most awesome days at work yesterday, I saw an angry midget pitch a fit in someones car, witnessed a Peta protest of Kentucky fried chicken, (they were calling it Kentucky fried cruelty. And when I asked a guy what he did for a living I got the best answer ever:

me:so what do you do
him:I’m an X-man,
me: no shit
him: yeah I play Wolverine over at universal.
me……WOOOOOOWW!

yup, the high point of my week, I met wolverine. and no camera to take pics of any of this stuff.