hi my name is miranda and i have a livejournal, a blogspot, a myspace, a facebook, and probably a pandora account somewhere flopping around…and now this here tumblr. BUT i don’t know javascript and i don’t have a youtube channel. so i feel like slightly less of an internet addict. there is nothing wrong with internetting a lot, there is such a thing as too much. believe me.
anyway, my boyfriend and i went out to sushi a few nights ago and we had to put our name on the waiting list. i wrote STORMTROOPERS. usually it’s BLASTOIDS but on this night i was feeling particularly sci-fi-ey after having a wonderful conversation about LOST with the boy who delivers coffee to my work. the hostess kept shouting out the names before us: LIZZY FOR 4, ERNEST FOR 2, etc etc…
the anticipation at having an entire room full of people look over to see where the stormtroopers might be is quite fufilling.
finally, when the hostess yelled STORMTROOPERS FOR 2, we stood triumphantly! yes, it is we, your humble stormtroopers, taking a break from stormtrooping to enjoy and few cheap plates of sushi!
a couple of burning man types looked over and laughed. no one else looked away from their spicy tuna rolls. it would’ve been a total bust had not a kid, probably 8 years old, jumped up from his mom’s lap and shout “stormtroopers!?! huh!?!?” we walked past him and i said “yeah dude, we’re stormtroopers.” he was stoked. i felt like maybe we had made the world a slightly better place, because now that kid knows at the tender age of 8 that you can be a weirdo forever. shenaniganism doesn’t end after puberty.
