Let's talk about random

People keep accusing me of being methodical, whether it be in my actions or the things that I write. They think that everything is coming from something or has some specific purpose. I guess I just have that kind of face. Alright, it may be the case a great deal of the time. But sometimes a thought may occur to me and I'll just say it. Honestly, it has nothing to do with anything that had just been said, so stop trying to make a correlation!
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Now I know there's someone out there who thinks that I'm driving at some deeper meaning right now but if that deeper meaning exists, sometimes not even I am aware of it.
Example.

My brother and I realized at some point that we had the same last name. Only it wasn't the name with which we were born. The thing about working in certain industries is that you'll see a lot of Europeans. This is the case with the company at which I work. One day, we were discussing the different pronunciations of different European languages when it took a practical turn to my last name. The 'W' turned to a 'V' and the 'CE' took on a 'CHAY' sound. Within months, people would only refer to me as Veh-lah-chay.
Turns out, my brother had the exact same nickname years ago. We were both pretty surprised to find we had independently developed the same nickname.
Recently, this Italian guy came up to me and confused me by calling me Versace. I wonder if that will stick...

Today I went a an Oriental buffet. For those who don't like the term and think it's racist, don't get into a huff - it's the actual name of the place. Anyway, my boss and I have decided that we kindof like the place. Good food, good atmosphere. And last month when we went, they charged us for one adult and one child. This of course opened the debate of who was the child. Today, all disputes were settled as to who was the young one. They charged us for two seniors.

While we were at the 'Oriental' buffet today, the Italian guy decided to introduce me to someone I'd met before.
Turns out, I went on an organized tour in Italy with this girl a year and a half ago and we never realized at the time that we worked in the same company. Of course, I had been located in a different city at the time. But still, still it sounds a bit odd. "You went to Italy with her and you didn't know she was your coworker???" She was pretty surprised to hear this news. Yeah that's right. Someone went on the trip of a lifetime with me and didn't even recognize me... Yeah I know, I'm that memorable. Hopefully she will no longer look at me askance for looking at her curiously. I had been sure she was the same person, but her gaze had previously given me no recognition. She probably thought I was a creep for staring.

Finally. It's 3am and I'm just about finished explaining to my PhD in electronics and science house mate the physics of music. And I'm only an undergrad. You may not believe it, but there isn't that much difference between music and physics and Newton. Ask me sometime why a perfect forth or perfect fifth is perfect if you want to hear someone rhapsodize over it. He gobbled it up; to anyone else... it's not pretty.
:P


Goodnight and goodnight.