Tidbit

Just another quick story from tonight, the sort of thing that makes me happy.... and amused at life in general. So I was walking back from the pub with Kate and talking about the relative safetly of Birmingham in general and our bit of Birimingham in particular, and we got to the big roundabout near my flat, and as we were crossing it, we passed this guy holding a beer can, who said, "You all right?" (which is the British equivilent of "How's it going?"--took me by surprise at first). I said, "Fine! How are you?" He nodded and passed along. Kate turned to me and said, "Do you know him?" looking a bit scared and incredulous. I said, "Oh, yeah, I met him last night." :) And I had, too, at the breakfast at the rabbi's (which I swear I'll write a post about tomorrow, although it would be quite a nice stylaistic device to have it just tricle out in asides in other posts). You know you live in a smallish community when. And it was actually perfectly all right. But I think Kate was a bit taken aback; she'd just finished telling me that she thought the area we were in was about as safe as you're going to get. So she walked me the rest of the way back to my flat. :) It was nice to talk with her, though. :)

Ok, I swear I'm going to bed now.