smarty pants

saturday was busy - two dates in one day! neither of them knew, of course. :)

i meet smarty pants outside a bookstore, and we walk down to the local saturday market. we walk around the stands at the market, then all around downtown, just chatting. conversation is pretty easy, and we have a lot in common about which to talk.

i'm grasping at straws for some funny anecdotes to pull out of this date, and there really aren't many. sorry to disappoint! he's extremely intelligent, almost to a point of intimidation (hence his nickname). he's also an army brat, having moved around a lot as a kid. despite these two things, he seems suprisingly socially adept. physically, i'm not too sure. he's got a cute face, but he's not exactly what i would call tall and lanky. more the opposite, in fact.

oh! i thought of a funny story, but it makes fun of myself more than him. he doesn't drive, and hasn't since he was 19. he says he has trouble seeing, and i tease him a bit about being "mr. no depth of perception" (some of you will remember this SNL skit). well...he goes on to explain how he was in a motorcycle accident at 19, and he actually doesn't have much depth of perception because of the damage done to his optical nerve. whoops. foot in mouth...