So because of vexation in the workplace and steadily increasing malevolence towards the Man, David and I have decided that we’re going to open a crepe shop called Date Crepe. Or Gang Crepe, or Crepe Fantasy. Which one should it be? We’ll give out samples called Crepe Trials, and kids meals will be called Statuatory Crepes. And our employees will be called Serial Crepists (Simone came up with that one). I bet we’ll get lots of free publicity. Once we were assigned a French exchange student (Valentin!) that we were supposed to show around Seattle but the whole semester he was here we only hung out with him twice, the first time we took him to see the Exorcist at the Cinerama and the other time we made him make us crepes. I feel bad about that now.
Sometimes I do things like look up Hall and Oates on Wikipedia and I found this bit that I love!
Daryl Hall and John Oates were there for a band competition when gunfire rang out between two rival gangs, and in trying to escape, they ran to the same service elevator. Because of their similar musical tastes, they quickly became acquainted. It would take them another two years to form a musical duo, and three years after that they had signed to Atlantic Records and released their debut.
Band competition + rival gangs + gunfire = Hall and Oates!
John the Oates looks exactly like Inigo Montoya.
