Thursday, August 02, 2007

The Accidental Run-In

Our six month old puppy, Inky, has a full brother named Turbo who lives two streets away. We have been trying for a month to coordinate a meeting of the brothers, but Turbo’s owners have been at a Harry Potter camp. Back east. For real.

Last night, on his way home, my brother drove past Turbo and his owners on their nightly walk, and then, two streets down, drove past Inky and I on our nightly walk. Realizing that this could be the chance we’ve been waiting for, he stopped his car and told me where they were. I knew that we would never intersect them before they got home, not when I was working against the distance, Inky’s short legs, and his fear of the dark. The only option left was to create an accidental run-in. Inky and I got into the back seat, and Michael drove us to Turbo’s street. The drop off was timed perfectly, and we ran into Turbo and company on the street corner. Assuming they had not seen Inky and I hop out of the back seat of a red Camry, I acted suitably surprised when we saw each other. They seemed happy to meet Inky, but not suspicious, which leads me to believe they thought we just happened to walk by. I’m pretty sure it was because of my realistic, “Oh hi!” I don’t want to brag, but I really sold it. I have found that the success of a planned-coincidental meeting depends on the quality of the oh hi.

The Turbo incident brings me to my current Facebook dilemma. Given my proclivity for stalking, not to mention my preference (and talent) for Internet stalking, I fear that caving to the Facebook peer pressure could be my downfall. Using Google to stalk limits me in a healthy way. If the search is fruitless, I give up. If I find too much information on the person and feel freaked out at my stalking tendencies, then I again give up. If, through a Web site, my stalking was to become somewhat socially acceptable AND consistently fruitful, would I ever stop? Would Facebook become my gateway drug to actually driving by people's houses and rooting through their trash? I wish I had an answer for you.


Blogger Aloosh said...

ha ha..i can see how facebook could fit as a gateway drug.. but i think it is too overwhelming that you will get tired of stalking all the time.. although if you have a lot of spare time or are in front of a computer all the time then it may be a problem.

12:31 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

well, i think that your best option would be to hope that the obesity from continual computer use would offset your proclivity for any movement whatsoever, thereby eliminating the temptation to go digging through my used 100 dollar bills that I throw out in the trash.

10:32 PM  
Blogger they call me the R said...

resist the facebook temptation...it is what jesus would do.

7:01 PM  

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