Overheard in Ballard

There's a website called Overheard in Pittsburg... http://www.overheardinpittsburgh.com/

It's pretty funny. I know of it, because my friend Chris occasionally reports shit his husband Jeff said, because homeboy is too funny to keep from the masses.

Anyway, I've been campaigning my fella, IT to the stars (TM), to start Overheard in Seattle, already, doggone it. My campaign consists of possible entries, like these two, from my late afternoon commute today.

Guy is waiting for bus. Bus arrives...stops... opens doors. Guy waits a beat and then his eyebrows shoot up in surprise! (Hey, look! A bus!) He boards jovially and sits down. We head over the Ballard bridge.

"Hey. Up there, are you gonna go left, or keep going straight?"
(Quiet Bus driver voice.) "Going straight"
"What?"
"Going straight."
"What?"
"Going Straight."
"Oh. Good. That'll give me awhile, cause I forgot where I'm goin'"

Guy laughs so hard, I can smell the Nightrain from two rows BEHIND him.

wait... for... it...

"Oh! That's right. The strip club!"


LATER (walking down the street, two fourteen year old girls and a balding guy)

girl 1: didn't you want to be a marine biologist?
Girl 2: Yeah, but they can go out if they want. They can have a tan.
Girl 1: Daddy, there's this surfer girl who's like 13, and she got her arm bit off. Now she's got her own lotion company.

That's what I got for you folks...