Dinner

After much postponement, and several gazillions of pixels worth of "electronic mail" (as they are calling it now), we finally had our 3rd of July dinner with Dignan and his family, which included the lovely Mrs. Dignan and their wonderful offspring. (I'm not sure how much personal information he wants out there, but I have now outed Dignan as a straight male who has reproduced successfully; I hope that's okay).

Lest one think that this is some kind of new era of anti-gnostic blogging, it was actually something that used to be called "dinner with friends." You see, Dignan and I have known each other for several years now, and only recently discovered one another's blogs.

In fact, one of the interesting things we discovered tonight (while eating food and sitting across the table from one another; you should try it) was that we have traveled along through several of the same social spheres now for the past 20 years or so and have probably bumped into one another many, many times.

Other things we discovered in common:

• We are both fans of Adam Sandler's early work, specifically Billy Madison, Happy Gilmore, and The Wedding Singer.
• We were both at ISFest back in the early 90's when Adam Again played, and specifically when Gene Eugene sang "Ain't No Sunshine" with Piltdown Man. Good times, good times. We miss you Gene.
• We have both had almost as many careers as jobs since leaving college, and both need to be counted on more than one hand.

All in all, a good night. As the lovely 4 Boy Mom said on the way home, "How daring. Out late [8:30 PM] on a Tuesday." We'll almost certainly do it again, if not at least to give his family an opportunity to wreck our house the way we wrecked theirs. But I probably won't blog about it, because, honestly, it's a bit of a snoozer.

Unless there's a fight. Then you'll be the first to know.