So I’m here at the bar, blogging merrily away, and an extremely drunk woman sits down next to me, leans her head on my shoulder, and asks if I mind if she reads what I’m writing. No problem. Her (also extremely drunk)male companion (who looks vaguely like that actor who played the bail bondsman in Jackie Brown) joins her momentarily, they get a pizza, a couple of glasses of wine, slur over each other, etc., etc. It comes out that I’m in the non-profit world… discussion ensues. It turns out that she’s only been in Seattle for 16 hours. Where are you from, I ask…
Her: Sacramento
Me: So what brings you to Seattle?
Her: (after glancing around and then smiling broadly) I’m having an affair!
Me: Cheers!
And so it goes…