That’s right. Starting off the BLERG with a sweet Dr. Horrible reference. You know Neil Patrick Harris makes my heart go pitter-patter. So don’t sip on the hate-orade.
For being spouted as the “big city” in Utah, Salt Lake is a small town. I saw one of my previous students at the grocery store; realized I knew most of the contacts on my “meet and greet list”; and found out that I am not only a part of the notary posse at work, but also on the FUN committee.
I think the most interesting moment of serendipity was in speaking with my new CEO. We were driving to one of the housing authority’s new projects (it’s amazing, and you can see it here) an we were talking about living in the city, people we both may know, etc.
I told him about how I used to live up by the University, and that I had just bought Castle Graystone. I mentioned how much I loved my old neighbors/landlords. He mentioned he had family in the area, and that his sister lived really close to my old apartment.
As luck would have it, Sarah and Virgil were my friends and neighbors for six years when I lived in the little cozy greenhouse. They always said hello, they were incredibly kind, and there were always Christmas goodies. I was so struck by the coincidence that I left a voicemail to that effect for my old friends, and told Sarah that her younger brother said hello.
So the moral of the story there is to be good to one another, because you never know who you know. If that even makes sense…
To everyone out there, have a safe and happy weekend. May the sun stay out, the grills gleam, and the cold bevvies delish. I plan on moving furniture and partying it up Ogden-style. Which is kind of like Gangnam Style.
Stay classy Salt Lake.