Can't seem to get away from each other...

'Only have five minutes to post this in the local Internet Cafe'... Time is money, doncha know.

Steve came to see the show today with a couple of the teachers in his group visiting the Fringe Festival.

How unusual is it that two men, living in the same house, would attend the same festival in Scotland for entirely different reasons, unbeknownst to each other until after the fact?

As is our way, we spent most of the day bumming around, as we have done since college. A large portion of the time we were shopping for his whiskey, which was fine... Steve was in his element. Not so much the drinking (although that has come to fit, too), but moreso the meeting strangers and engaging in conversation. I don't know many more things that would make him happier than standing in Edinburgh easily speaking to a old, local salesperson (who looked, sure enough, that he knew his subject) about the best whiskey available. He seemed to take only seconds to bond with the guy and make a connection.

There are things I envy about Steve. That's one of them.