HEY-HEY! TACO TUESDAY!!

Resplendent (adj - shining brightly: dazzling) in the Golden Breastplate, (of G.O.D. - (pronounced Gjod)) wielding the mighty Battle Axe of J.E.S.U.S, Dario Tsunami, Supreme Cardinal Uber Alles decides...this whole Fjordian spiritual movement, might just be onto...something. (and I really, really-really hope it's taco Tuesdays!)

Today, as I was walking to the post-office to drop off my long overdue phone/internet payment to the local communications conglomerate, I was stopped at the corner of 7th and Figueroa by the ubiquitous street light.

I was feeling good - getting out into the bright sunny world of people on their lunch-hour, after a morning of listening to the sound of seconds being sucked off of my life -seconds I would never, ever get back. I looked into the window of the car that stopped in front of me, that was waiting for the people in the crosswalk so it could make a left-hand turn. The woman in the car had her head propped up on her left hand, with that resignation one gets when dealing with a band of humanids that you just can't plow through, no matter how much you want, or should. She took her face from her hand and glanced over, and saw me looking...

She put her head back on her hand, then took it back off, and did a double take. I love the non-verbal compliment as much as anyone, so I smiled. She shot the sunniest smile back at me, and then took off. And damn, if that smile didn't follow me around all day.

Thus proving Q-dog's spiritual law - Everything is exactly how it seems. Always. Under every conceivable circumstance. Things are constantly unchanging and precisely as they appear.

At least I think it does...I'm still new at this. I'll conclude by saying "It's nice when nice things happen." Isn't it?