Overheard at Table 2: TG Men to Women

I was in Walgreens the other day and I was in the checkout line and there was this kinda pretty Asian in front of me and I couldn't really tell if she was a she or if he was a she, or a he who wanted to be a she, whatever, but anyway, this pretty Asian lady-person was buying a whole bunch of makeup stuff, base, blush, lipstick, some of those eyebrow pushy things, lotions, you name it, whole bunch of women's makeup. 

And the cashier rang it up at $119.38, and I thought to myself, "Man, if a guy wants to become a woman, then he must really think of himself as a woman.  Because no guy who thinks of himself as a guy would change his whole life if it meant laying out so much cash for all that makeup, every time he goes to the store!"

Overheard at Table 3: Do you drink?

"Do you drink?" she asked.


"If there is alcohol in the vicinity," he answered.


"Do you drink more than two nights in a row?" she asked.


"I want to be a writer," he answered.  "Of course I drink more than two nights in a row."


"If there is alcohol in the vicinity?"


"Yes.  If there is alcohol in the vicinity."

Overheard at Table 1: Gaza

It's a strange thing to be alive today, in Houston, so far from the Middle East, from Israel, from Gaza, and to hear the news, the strange news, the strange news, about the deaths of protesters, the deaths of children.  Protesters, armed with slingshots and rocks, being gunned down by soldiers with bullets made in the US of A.   ....

and then to hear the news blame their deaths on Hamas.  Hamas, the terrorist organization, that has long called for the death of Israel.  Terrorist organization, yes, definitely, certainly, there's no good there.  None.  We get that.  It's settled. 

But Hamas didn't put an American bullet in a child's head.  Hamas didn't force the Israeli soldiers to fire on the crowd.  Heck, it seems like even this time, Hamas didn't even really incite the protests.

The protests were incited by the US of A moving its embassy to Jerusalem.  A move that is merely symbolic.  A move that sends a message to the Palestinians, very clearly, that every word every American ever said about peace in the region is a lie.  A flat out lie.

Palestinians knew it was a lie, surely, but they had hope.  For a long time, they had the thinnest amount of hope, that possibly, just possibly, the US of A would talk to Israel, to have them observe some modicum of restraint.  To stop building so many illegal settlements, to stop killing protesters, all the time.

All that is gone now.  Gone now that the Trump's pretty blond daughter and Trump's money man opened the embassy.  So strange how the main representatives of the US Government were the daughter of the Commander-in-Chief (with no qualifications of her own) and the Secretary of the Treasury.   The Treasury.   Surely that means something.

It's all about the Benjamins, amirite?

But now, today there are people dead.  Some say 28, some say 58, some even say 90.   Some say 6 are children.  It's really hard to know how many people are dead, but we just know that they ARE dead.  And they would NOT be dead - most likely - if what has happened on THIS day had NOT happened.

Had the US of A not moved their embassy, these people would not be dead.  At least not on this day.

Tomorrow they will be forgotten.  Next week there will be some other tragedy.   But there will be families that will always remember the dead on this day, and on the lessons learned.

And at the end of it wall, what does it say about the message of Love and Salvation of Jesus Christ.

It says nothing at all.

What it says is that Christ does not love Palestinians.  What it says is that the people who proclaim Christ feed Israeli soldiers the bullets and the guns and the missiles and the tanks and the airplanes that they use to kill Palestinians.   That's all.

And Christ is mute in the Holy Land.

This Holy Land that slides into the sea under the weight of Palestinian blood.

Overread at Table 2: Poem "Caravan"

Overheard at Booth 4: Facebook Postings

A Mom, a Dad, and their Daughter are seated at Booth 4.

All three are on their phones.

Mom suddenly says, "Oh my GAWSH!  Look at this!" and she passes the phone to show her daughter.

Dad says, "Show me."

Mom says, "No, you can't see it."

Daughter says, "Oh my GAWSH!"

Dad says, "Why can't I see it?"

Mom says, "Because you don't need to see it."

Daughter says, "It's just a woman sliding down a water slide and her pants come off."

Dad says, "Right, like I've never seen a woman with her pants falling off!"

Mom says, "Honey!"

Daughter says, "Dad!  Eww!"

Overread at Booth 5: LinkedIn Messenger

LinkedIn Messenger




A message from a friend,
through LinkedIn.  Hadn't heard from him in years,
but he responded to my prompted "congrats" on the
work anniversary.
He's still in Shanghai, the wife has a good
job with GM there,
they've been there for ten years.


He says they don't really want to come back,
what with everything on the news these days.


I tell him about how my wife's co-workers,
engineers, professionals, guys she's worked with
for five years, suddenly speaking in unencumbered voices,
about how the Hispanics should all go back to their countries.


My wife doesn't speak out at work anymore.
Her Latin American accent would be like a flare
shot into the powder keg of these dark skies.








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Overheard at Table 4: Daughter and Dad

Dad: So, how was your 21 party in NOLA?


Daughter: It was wild, Dad.  I really don't know how you took Mom there.


Dad: When the sun went down, we hid in our hotel room.


Daughter: I mean, it was wild!  Even too wild for even me!


Dad: You're not going to go into details with me, right?


Daughter: Of course not!  But it was kinda funny, when I checked into our hotel in the French Quarter, I asked the lady where was the nearest Chik-Fil-A and Target.  She said, "Girl!  What suburb are you from?!"


Dad: Yes.   Daughter, nothing screams WHITE GIRL like asking for Chik-Fil-A and Target.  My God, you're in New Orleans!  Some of the greatest restaurants in the country?


Daughter: But it's all fish and crawfish!  I'm allergic to seafood.


Dad: They have non-fish gumbos, all sort of things.  And Target?  What the heck?


Daughter: I forgot my hair straightener.  I wanted to pick up another one.


Dad: I'm amazed you were able to make it there and back.