Monday, October 14, 2019

We live in a house that rents out rooms. Last week we had a first. First Best s.s.f.

Dig this, I don't tell the guests that I consider them "single serving" friends.
People ask why i call them that. It's because we won't see them again.
We are forever a blip on their life...so we make it count.
This time I met my first "Best single serving" Friend.
She showed up from Hollywood taking a 3 month break from her job as a prop artist in game shows. She walked in to find me at the table pruning a pot tree. "I guess I'm in Portland now." she said. I hear that a lot. We started enthusiastically trading life stories. She lives behind the curtain, we live behind the curtain. I told her about the single serving friends we entertain.
We hit it off so well I decided to take a chance.
Before I could think too much "Hey wanna take a strange ride on a strange vehicle with a strange stranger?" Moments later we were rolling down the main drag on my tallbike with her laughing her head off.
"You aren't bad tricky are you?"
I said "I'm tricky but all good tricky."
I rode her around, dropped her off at a bistro and went on with my clowny day.
I was hoping Olive would like her as I did.
That night I came home and the first thing I saw opening the door was Olive and her embracing. "Yup they found each other. lol
Our family was there and I was delighted to see my best single serving friend having great convos with our very permanent family. I told her she was my Best single serving friend" and she said "I bet you say that to all the folks." I don't, it was legit. Then she split. We are now friends on instagram thus voiding her single serving friend status. :)
We hosted a hansom hard-hat type Said his house a few blocks away was having plumbing and electric problems. He said he would just stay a couple days while his house was unlivable. The other room had a couple who were toting around pro massage tables
. We were too busy to get to know them.
Couple days later the Hardhat came home from his job crestfallen.
The situation at home was worse, he squared a few more days in the other room. He works on skyscrapers everyday.
The couple moved on, they said they were sad they didn't have time to hire us for a tallbike tour. We never offered that so I'm glad our life lends itself to people knowing they can bribe us to do some things (especially if it's something we were already planning to do). So guess who rented his original room again. Mr. Hardhat.
Things at home took a turn for the worst. They had to chase the plumbing to the street, never an easy or cheap fix. He has a new neighbor across from his room. A very smily young woman who is here for a wedding. Her name is Meow!

Guess how much fun we have coming up with reasons to say her name? Heaps. she had some good conversations with Olive. She is from Bangkok. We love her. She is such a great diplomat for her side of the world. We would do anything for her.
Mr.Hardhat is starting to see how busy the house is weekly even when it's sleepy day to day. He is also booking more days so we are pulling for him. Hope I don't have to go down there and construct his house for him.

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