March 13, 2005

The Vagaries Of Santa Barbara

Posted in General at 10:37 pm by Ian

As I waited for the train to come in to Santa Barbara, bearing a Green Hills recruit for me to usher through the gauntlet of the interview weekend (we went sailing!), an elderly woman walked by, folded up her umbrella, sat down, lit a cigarette, and began to speak. It wasn’t raining.

Until she arrived, I had been reading a book about colonizing Mars, but I put it down when she began to talk.

Until she spoke, I had also been unaware of the vicious gang warfare down on the mean streets of Santa Barbara. They accost you, she said. It’s getting to be so you can’t take a walk down town, anymore. And they even come into businesses, she says. They throw “S-H-I-T” she spelled. She was animated. There were hand gestures.

Imagine my surprise. Imagine the shattering of my illusions. Imagine the deftness with which I inched my way off the other side of the bench and, grinning all the while, pretended my cellphone had rung.



  1. Liza said,

    Your cat will surely protect you…

  2. AB said,

    Are you reading Red Mars? If so, is it good?

  3. Mama said,

    Oh my! Taht was unpleasant. In Santa Barbara too.

  4. Sarra said,

    Yeah, but Blue Mars stars out with some weird quasi-Heinlein commune sex, and I’ve never been able to get past that. Lisa likes all three, though.

  5. Ian said,

    Yes, Red Mars.

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