July 16th, 2004


Maybe it was bruthae!!!

As I was walking to work today, I was cut off by a car pulling into a parking garage. It was a blueish grey BMW Convertible with this guy in his early 50's driving. Total lawyer type: slicked hair, blue shirt with the white collar, prescription sunglasses, the works. As he passes me, I notice his personalized license plate: ILVDIAN.

Now, while I think it's cool that he's so comfortable with his lifestyle that he's going to shout it out on his license plate, I wanted to go up to him and be like, "dude. It's over. I'm sure you loved Ian. And he probably loved you. But it's time to move on. You're not going to find a new 'Ian' with this plate here. You're in stalker country and your passport's about to expire. Now get back on the horse and make yourself available."

I mean, sheesh.
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