Tuesday, August 21, 2007

Well, That's Like Hypnotizing Chickens

Here is a picture of a cowboy throwing a rubber chicken. I can't imagine that there is anyone out there who wouldn't want to see that.

I'm kind of one of those people. I tend to be on the friendly side and strangers seem to find me accessible for some reason. I used to date a guy who told me I was too nice and that men took it the wrong way, but I'm nice to women too and so it's not like I'm trying to be all flirty or anything. Just last week, one of the homeless panhandler girls stopped me in the Ped Mall and said, "Hey, you're the nice lady who always says hi to me." I am?

The thing I've learned to be careful of is the god people. There was a woman at the farmers market who sold us cookies and chatted with us, until one day she got overly aggressive about trying to get us to go to some church group or other. No thanks. And then there were the Moonies who stopped me when I was eating lunch downtown when I lived in San Francisco and tried to get me to attend one of their events. None for me, thanks.

Last Fall, I met a woman who works at the bank where I take the work deposit. She stopped me outside to introduce herself. She told me she saw me running and she thought I looked really cool and wanted to meet me. So, we talked for a bit. She has a daughter who is a little younger than mine and so we had that conversation. Throughout the year, I'd see her around and one time she was having lunch with another friend of mine, who I think is wonderful.

Today at the bank, she asked me if I played ultimate frisbee. I never have before, and I'm not sure exactly what it is even. She said that she and some friends met on Saturday afternoons at the Reservoir and that I should join them sometime. Honestly, I'm not all that good at team sports because you have to pay attention, and I don't think I have to explain to you all again that I'm not very good at that, do I? But she does seem really nice and I've been thinking I should maybe be better at expanding my horizons. If I do, I promise not to drink any Kool-Aid or shave my head or carve a swastika into my flesh. So, what do you think?


Remiman said...

Check it out...as long as it doesn't involve jumping into the reservoir! ;-)

also, check her out with your mutual friend with whom she had lunch.

Mr Atrocity said...

As long as it's not "Ultimate Frisbee FOR JESUS", should be fine, no?

Margaret said...

i hope you go, i couldn't

Tara said...

Drinking Kool-Aid is fine, just leave your hair alone and don't do any swastika painting. :) Yes, I think that would be fun to join them for ultimate frisbee. If you do, let us know what you have to do in the sport. I imagine it's frisbee with a kick to it.

dmarks said...

Could be one of those flying saucer cults. Space-going flying saucers are, after all, the ultimate frisbees.

dolittle said...

When I was a kid the Moonies moved into my hometown - I heard about this brain washing thing and thought I'd be sitting on the beach, someone would come and put a collander-like thing on my head and I would become a zombie faithful to Reverend Moon. I'm serious - I was ten!

Babybull40 said...

Just play along with Jesus.. that's a good one.. Ultimate frisbee with our Lord...rofl...

mark said...

Look at it this way... even if you go and it turns out to be a neo-nazi church group what great blogging fodder that would be right?

Don't fear the unknown, embrace it and make it your bitch. =)

laura b. said...

I am terrible at throwing and/or catching a frisbee (or anything else that you can throw and/or catch), but if you can do it without humiliating yourself (which I'm sure you can) you should go give it a try.
If they get weird on you, just leave immediately and be sure to blog about it :-)

evil-e said...

The two most dangerous words in the English language...."JOIN US". We know how that usually ends!

I have relatives who are Ultimate, X-treme, Street Fightin, Bible Thumpin Baptists. I have fought off their unseemly advances for years. They especially took interest when a relative who shall remain nameless leaked the fact that I had quit attended mass. Yikes, I was worried about them busting out the pocket watch or the rubber hose and bare bulb.

I love you in the face said...

I hope you go too because it sounds like fun. Though, it also makes me think of a VMars when Mac says, "The next time I run anywhere it will be to chase down and kill the inventor of Ultimate Frisbee."

LA said...

She could be one of those rare adult people who make friends with new folks. One of those, "Strangers are just friends you haven't met yet" type of person.
That's being said, it's also good to be prepared. Have an easy excuse out ready to go. I'd pack my own lunch just in case. The food might look awesome and probably tastes really deelish, but it's more than likely chock full-saltpeter.
Have fun!

AlienCG said...

The Mooninites stopped you? You mean Ignignokt and Err? Oh, wait, you said the Moonies, sorry.

I don't think you're the type to follow the lemmings over the cliff. Keep an open mind, that scares them types.

Churlita said...


Good idea. I might just do that.

Mr Atrocity,

If there are little fish pictures on the frisbees, I'm out of there.


I might. We'll see if she brings it up again.


It might be like frisbee football? I'm not sure. A guy I work with plays with them sometimes and he says it's fun.


Damn, you're good. I didn't even make that connection.


That's kind of cute, in that scared little kid kind of way.


Who knows? Jesus might just like a good game of frisbee too.


You're right. I will make the unknown my bitch. Somebody should be.

Laura B.,

It could be really good blog fodder.


I'm so not a joiner in general. It's probably a good thing I don't have any bible thumping Baptist relatives.


You'll probably hit me for saying this, but I've never seen Veronica Mars. I had a friend who was obsessed with the show, I just haven't been around when it was on.


She actually seems okay. I think she's just more open than anything. I might need some saltpeter for right now, though.


My mind is about as open as possible. I had one of those moms who taught me to question everything.

Les said...

I'm not sure what that is but I'm sure that you would get more points for catching it in your mouth......perhaps you would even win betrothal to the head guys first born....who knows!

Poptart said...

totally do the ultimate frisbee and then tell us all what the hell it is. I've always wondered too!