Wednesday, March 19, 2008


I have previously mentioned my friend Skye here, but I feel like there is just so much more to say about her.

We have been buddies since we were 10 or 11, neither of us can really remember when we met, which is slightly odd since we were of a cognitive age and should remember, but whatever, that's just the way we are. In college we had a standing lunch date every Thursday, I always liked Thursdays for that reason. Here she is:

That isn't the most recent of pictures, but it made me laugh, so I put it in here. She loves when I do things like that.
We have traveled together, laughed together, cooked together, and cried together. Ooooh and how we have argued, but that's not what this post is about. No, this post is about traveling together.

We traveled to the Dominican Republic together no less than six times over the years, beginning when we were both 13. When we were around 15 or 16 we were getting lunch in the airport on our way back when we noticed a man staring at us. Not just looking at us, staring. Creepily.

Is creepily a word? I'm not sure.

Anyway...back to the story. We tried to ignore it for a while but he would not stop. It was slightly disconcerting to say the least.

So Skye, being Skye, took matters into her own hands. She looked him straight in the eye...

...and slowly...

...smashed her hot dog into the side of her face.

I don't know if I have ever laughed that hard. Ever. The man got a confused look on his face, and quickly walked away. Skye calmly wiped the ketchup off her face. A job well done.

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