Ramblings of a Lyricist

A place for me to write, about my day, about my thoughts, the stories and songs and poems that come from my mind or that inspire me.

The People you meet...

So it's Saturday. And I'm at work. All day. Lame. Or maybe not...

About two hours ago this guy came in, quiet, in a USMC flight jacket. He bought a model. And asked about the good places to eat. While I was getting him restaurant information, we talked about the Corp. He's been retired since 1994. He flies with a private company now, and is one of the guys transporting Bill Engvall around this tour.

While we were chatting, one of my regular gamer groups came in, and all of us had a lively discussion about game. Turns out the Sgt. used to play in high school. The conversation lasted about an hour, and it was patched with humor, wit, and violence. All the things a good game needs. After the group left, the Sgt hung around for awhile, and we discussed politics and the state of the world for awhile. Then he asked for an address to the store, and my name. Turns out, he has a set of early edition D&D books in close to mint condition. He said he had been looking for awhile for someone to give them to, but he hadn't found anyone that would not only appreciate them, but use them well, and that he felt deserved the gift. But he decided after hanging out for two hours or so, that he would send them to me. Cool huh.

Another guy that comes in here all the time, told me yesterday that his son was coming in town for Christmas. He said he would like to see his boy meet a nice girl, and that he would bring him by. So I asked what his son did, turns out, he's in SlipKnot. Yeah. Who knew?

It's amazing the kind of people we are around everyday. You never know what they do, or who they are. And when you cross paths with someone, you may have just brushed by greatness. It makes me wonder who all I've missed out on.