he said my name, said my name

"You talking about William Shatner again, dearie?"

Nope, and I'm not referring to Alan Ruck, either.

"Oh, nice, new blood in the mix!"

Hahahaha! That's funny, like a little inside joke, just between us!

"You mean my use of the word 'blood'?"

Exactly! This was my day to give blood... remember?

"I can't say that I did. Usually they call or send an email to make sure we don't forget, but not this time."

Yeah, that's what I told Deborah and Tonya. Still I did make it there and even wore my unicorn mask.

"Since you're one of the rare breed that donates blood? Yeah, I caught that joke!"

I was sure you would!

"That looks like a pretty cool mileage. When did that happen?"

At the American Red Cross center. Funny thing is, I didn't notice that odometer reading of 216555 until I was all done and back in my car, trying to figure out where I was going to dine.

"And just where did you treat yourself this time?"

 

Can you believe I drove all the way over to... Carrabbas?! Seriously, I did! I thought about just walking over there, but I was already in my car and I didn't want Deborah to look out the window and see my car still sitting, so I drove literally twenty feet and parked again, this time at the restaurant.

"That's a hoot! Hoot! Hoot!"

Yeah, I thought you'd get a charge out of that!

"And it looks like you had the Tag Pic Pac, too."

Well, remember, they retooled it and so it's called Linguine Positano, but it's still pasta with garlic, tomatoes, basil, and olive oil. I love that stuff!

"It's a nice memory of Italy, too."

That it most certainly is! If I close my eyes, I can still feel the chill breeze on that sunny ferry ride from Salerno to that fair part of the Amalfi coast. Good times!

"Very good times."

And now most of those young women are married and have young children. I had thought there might be a ten-year anniversary return to that part of the world, but I don't know. We'll see how things are this time next year.

"You'll have to raise the flag on that thought on fb. The page you set up for photo-sharing of the trip is still up, isn't it?"

Yes, yes, it is, and they're mostly still members of "And we're walking"! Yes, I'll put a feeler out there and see who bites. After all, my passport is still valid!

"Well, there you are then! Sounds like a game plan! Now, what is this all about?"

I needed to feed the car, so that's what I went to do, but the pump was out of receipt paper, so I snapped this. Turned out to be fun with numbers!

"'Fraid you're gonna have to walk me through that."

2.57x = 25.07

"Um, yeah, how 'bout a bit more than that cryptic equation?"

Fine. So, the price of gas was $2.57 per gallon. I always let my tank stop the pump and when it did, there it was!

"Are you going on about the 2, 5, and 7 all being in the same order? You are, aren't you? Of all the silliness..."

Right place, right time.

"... to rattle on like it's some big deal..."

Right place, right time.

"Oh. You were not alone."

 I am never alone. I have to believe that.

"And you are absolutely correct in that belief. Good for you for picking up on that message from the ether."

You betcha. I try to stay tuned in and listening. Like when  I was watching this middle episode of "The X-Files" tonight.

"Is this Special Agent Fox Mulder???"

It is!!! And he said my name!!! Multiple times!!!

"LOL! Nice to have little things to make you happy!"

Amen to that!