Choicy White Boy

Last weekend, we were dining at our favorite local Thai restaurant and we had a seating neighbor who was fairly loud. Since we’re north of Berkeley (and in the San Francisco area), the fact that she was “naturally” dressed and appeared to be on a date with her female companion went completely without note. That she was on an easily overheard and extended rant about her neighbor’s behavior was a little bit annoying. I nearly cracked up though when she explained as a postscript to her tirade, “But I bet some of my neighbors think I’m pretty weird too. I’m part of a group that hands out Popsicles for peace.”