I Fats and the Third Circle of Hell
January 23rd, 2007Last week was a week of coincidences, the kind that turn this big town into a small town for a minute. Check this out:
THURSDAY: So I’m driving into Culver City to meet Stevel for lunch. About 4-5 miles away, I’m approaching a red light. I notice that there are drivers waiting to exit a bank parking-lot to my right, so I stop a car-length behind the car in front of me. A sedan pulls out in front of me, and the driver waves a “thank-you” as I notice his vanity plate: “I FATS.” (Those of you who don’t live in Southern California may not realize the commonness of vanity plates here. They are common.) Anyway, shortly I am turning into the Target parking-lot (because it is too early for our lunch date) and leave maybe 45 minutes later. I travel the 4-5 miles through this POPULOUS area, among thousands of drivers, to downtown Culver City, and as I turn onto Washington Blvd., who do I find myself driving behind but “I FATS,” who now has dry-cleaning hanging in his back seat. “I FATS” again! How coincidental!
FRIDAY: I saw my plumber, about 10 miles from my house, turning at a traffic light.
SATURDAY: I went to a job fair at a GIANT hotel by LAX. My friend, Morgan, and I had plans to meet up via cell phone calls between 9 and 10 a.m. at the job fair. I pull into the parking garage for this hotel, and it is SEVEN LEVELS DEEP. Literally the largest underground parking garage I’ve ever known. Like descending into the third Circle of Hell. Anyway, hundreds of cars trapped crawling through this already full parking garage, and who do I end up behind but Morgan! Not just coincidental but CONVENIENT!
January 23rd, 2007 at 6:29 pm
Saves a phone call. I guess cell phones dont’t work in Hell. No reception. Now for SOME people I know that would truly be HELL!
I FATS at least has enough class to get their clothes Dry Cleaned. With a name like I FATS I wonder if they charge by the yard!
January 29th, 2007 at 1:15 am
Hey, I saw a vanity plate yesterday. It said, “STONER”. No joke. Even if that is your last name, WHY?
February 14th, 2007 at 3:38 am
[...] This weekend Dave and I went to a Winter Ball hosted by his department. It was being held downtown at the William Omni Penn, and we parked in the parking garage across the street. As we wove down, down, down the winding levels of the garage, I asked Dave when he thought we’d reach the third circle of hell. He didn’t get my little reference to Kristan’s blog entry until I also asked him if he thought we’d see I Fats. [...]