Spring Moments

Random tidbits from the first weekend of Spring, 2008.

You're in the South Bay Now, Moment:
Cruising the streets of San Jose with the windows down on a warm summer-like night...in March. Heading through Downtown, where the sidewalks are bustling with Mexicans wearing cowboy hats on their way to concert and Sabercat fans on their way to the Arena. Cruising down a way-too-wide San Carlos Street where all the buildings and neon-signs look straight out of American Graffiti, then heading to Santana Row where all the posh West Valleyers look confused, then smile, then start to dance in the sidewalks as a guy wearing a neon green mask on a neon green motorcycle blasts "Don't Stop till You Get Enough" as he makes his was down the Row.
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Ooops...Hahah...Sorry, Moment:
After an early elimination from the annual Sias Family Easter water balloon toss, initiating a guerilla water balloon attack at the entire family with my cousin Marisa...hearing the screams and laughter from the other side of the garden fence as we scurry back into the house laughing so hard it hurts, and then, finding out, that unfortunately, the main victim of the renegade attack was my cousin's baby. Oops! :P
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You're Not in the South Bay Anymore, Moment:
[After driving five blocks away from my apartment to park my car (grrr), while walking down 24th Street looking scrubby carrying my laundry bag.....having some random middle aged dude start whistling at me from his car, then pulling over on the other side of the street to see if I would approach. Creepo!
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Drunk Gay Idiot, Moment:
While hanging out at the Mix on 18th Street (because Ian's roommate Sara wanted to have a drink somewhere with an outdoor patio).

Drunk at 1:00pm Guy: HeYyyY. Wha-wha-where are youuuu fRoMmmm?
Me: I live here, San Francisco
Drunk at 1:00pm Guy: Noooooo, man. I mean, where are you FRoMMMMMM?
Me: Well, the South Bay, Mountain View.
Drunk at 1:00pm Guy: (confused silence) NoOOOOooo! no. Quit playing with me! You know what I mean, I mean whEre ArE yoU frrrom???
Me: You mean, where are my parents from?
Drunk at 1:00pm Guy: Yeah yeAh! Like mine, mine, are from Venezuela.
Me: My parents are from here, too.
Drunk at 1:00pm Guy: Oh, that's cool.
Me: (blank stare)

[Drunk at 1:00pm Guy walks away, confused and defeated]