SMALL WORLD, Part I My

SMALL WORLD, Part I
My friend’s sister knows my great-grandfather’s brother’s great grandson,
Tim. It’s a small world.

SMALL WORLD, Part II
This guy I know noticed this girl noticing him, and she turned out to be this girl I remember from a while ago, when I was hanging out on this other site, run by a guy who moved to L.A. a while ago. Well, it turns out that she has moved to L.A., too, and is now taking dance classes from this dancer that I’ve known forever. It really is a small world.

SMALL WORLD, Part III
Earlier this week I was having a cup of seafood gumbo in a restaurant in The French Quarter when a guy at the next table said he thought he recognized me. Initially, we determined that it was because he was sitting across the aisle from me on the plane, and that we had passed each other during our stay in N’awlins. Later on, we figured out that we worked together at the Stouffer Concourse Hotel… over 12 years ago. For those of you I have met before… see you soon!