Laura, Will, James and I went to the Camino earlier. Next to the table was a guy who immediately set off my coolguy radar.
I'm not sure what, exactly, he was speaking, but it sure as hell wasn't English. Occasionally words like "bullshit" would come though, but the bulk of it was jumbled and stuttered.
His English sounded like he had an Irish accent. Discussing things afterward in the parking lot revealed that it certainly wasn't Gaelic, but no word on Welsh. James' guesses were Bulgarian and Romanian, although he was skeptical of the Bulgarian and I'm skeptical of the Romanian. Will guessed "the Balkans," although I've got no idea.
Other things I learned tonight:
- How to steal big things from Wal*Mar
- How to get free things elsewhere in town
- How much Tim really likes the tall guy in one of his classes
- What manner of diverse and fantastic things NMT CS grads go on to do
Also, Will made me put a Safety Dance reference in my safety post.
Rock over London, rock on Chicago.
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