We were waiting for sushi in a crowded, way-too-cool-for- me restaurant somewhere south of the Mason Dixon line.  J was watching basketball and I notice a distinguished gentlemen eating alone close to the very cool rectangular lounge chairs.  I figured i should talk to him for a few minutes?  maybe i wouldnt look too dangerous with the sleeping baby in my arms?

hard to cross lines so i devised a fleece–if baylor scored i would go talk

baylor scores

i have a nice talk with the gentleman, who is European and very interesting

j looks at me like i am crazy

on the way out j smiles wryly

you know baylor was winning, right?

oops!  i thought i was supporting the underdog

always support Xavier, right?  rules the house..

my mother is so brave about talking to strangers

something she taught me how to do well…