Strangeness

There are lots of strange looking things out here and yesterday was a strange looking Saturday but it started a long time ago.  Back in 2004 I became friendly online with someone through ebay named Travis.  We shared a comon interest in the World's Fair.  I was living in MA and he was living in DC.  He is gay also but it was never sexual and still isn't so I just want to get that out of the way.  We just shared a bunch of emails and talked about interests we both had in common.  We had stayed in touch on and off over the years but I have not heard form him in a while.  He contacted me a couple weeks ago because although he has never been to San Diego, he is thinking about moving out here.  We talked and texted a lot last week.  I always knew he was kinda odd but yesterday it dawned on me that he is very odd.  Yes I do love the broken ones but while a puzzle being broken in 50-100 pieces is very good to me, well 1,000 pieces is just too much.  Although Travis is very nice he is much closer to the 1,000 piece level.  He way over thinks everything.  I know I am a bit odd in that I do not give too much thought as to what things "really mean" - I take a lot at face value and that is just fine with me.  It is not to say that I am not perceptive, as I am actually very perceptive, I just don't spin my wheels in that that particular mud pit.  He definitely does and to a very great degree.  He takes it to like six degrees for example - Well I can't do this because then this person may think that and might do this which would then to make that happen and effect this other person who would then do this --- ugh it just hurts my head (and can only imagine it hurts his too).  He is in FL right now and if it gets too intense and is no longer fun then I will just let him know.

Also yesterday was the nicest day out in ages.  My friend Carla wanted to go to the beach and ride bikes which I was not too sure about as I knew there would be a lot of people out so we decided to go for a brisk walk instead.  She has 3 dogs and ended up bringing one of them which is fine with me but the one she brought has severe issues.  It is a recue dog that she works a lot with because it has an extreme phobia of the world in general but especially people.  We got to the beach and the sign said you cannot walk dogs on the boardwalk.  She was surprised that I did not know this in advance although I remindered her that I do not own a dog so it is not something I normally pay attention too.  So we returned to the car and decided to try the embarcadero instead.  The dog was super happy about returning to the car!  On the way over to the beach as we crossed the street the dog was so scared that it crapped right in the middle of the crosswalk.  I felt bad it was so nervous but Carla said she needs to do things like this to help the dog.  Plus I almost pissed my pants watching Carla have to go back into the middle of the busy street to pick up the dog crap.  Once we got to the embarcadero it was fine as there was no dog ban but it was not as scenic and the dog remained in a constant state of panic.  The whole time it was just terrified and so the entire walk was about the dog and its phobia.  Two and a half hours of the dog being freaked out of its head.  It started to stress me too.  Plus the dog is super cute and so people want to come interact with it which is the last thing on earth that the dog wants.  I still enjoyed the nice weather and getting some exercise but it was not relaxing at all.  Not to mention on the way back Carla's truck started to act up. 

Strange day indeed but now it is Sunday.  My new computer is fixed and I will get it back in the middle of the month but in the mean time I can still do some basic things online with my old computer (just barely but I can) and so I have made this post and now am off to the gym to burn some calories and forget all the weirdness of yesterday.