Well, it’s my own fault. Earl the plumber (brother of Keeley, wife of my best friend Greg) came by to look at some rusted drain pipes we had. As long as he was here, he looked at the drain pipes that are clogging up from the bathtub. I think he figured it would be about $500 to fix the rusted pipes as well as the ones that are clogging every three years or so. Being as tribal as I am, I trust him and told him whenever he had the time, fix the pipes. Well, I know he does good work, too. Anyway, I couldn’t hustle him out, it’s Earl, after all. (Aapple Plumbing in Hillsboro if you need anyone in West Portland.)

Anyway, I got to the gym late, and Dave the trainer was telling me about breaking up with his girlfriend. He’s 11 years her junior, and her biological clock was ticking quite loudly, I think. (This is just what I infer.) Her best friend was in the slot after me, so it was all kind of stressful for him, I’m sure.

So, I left my contact info with a woman from the gym. After a year and a half, I finally have some sort of communication outside of the gym. She looks like my ex, but her arms are bigger than mine, and it looks like pure muscle. Guess why? (I’ll wait.)

(Still waiting.)

SO I CAN TEACH LOW-INCOME ELDERLY RESIDENTS ABOUT COMPUTERS! She said she could pay me, but I figure this is a volunteer thing. I’m kind of excited to see what they want help with. Email, ebay, wikipedia? Who knows? Just as long as they don’t fall for any spam scammers…