I’m familiar with BJs in Oxnard, but I’ve never been to the restaurant.
Ba-dum, cha!
I ate pizookie at BJ’s with a guy I like to call Pi (π) Guy. Pizookie is a desert cookie made to look like pizza (Pizza + Cookie = Pizookie), and BJ’s is… well, if you don’t know anything about BJs, I suggest you watch more porn.
Drumroll… ba-dum CHA!.
Okay, serious: BJs is a restaurant off Oxnard Blvd (1), Southbound side. I walked in and found π guy near the bar. He smelled decent, had manners and personality, 6’1″, and in his face were a killer pair of aquamarine eyes that I could have swam through if he let me, and if I fit in his eye socket.
…and then the interview commenced.
Dating:
Come in. Sit down. Crack a few jokes and then down to business. What do you do for a living? How do you like that? How long have you done it? What do you listen to? What kind of movies do you like?
This interview was derailed when he told me about Pi day, the day devoted to π, a mathematical constant (3.14159265, to be precise) whose value is the ratio of a circle’s area to the square of its radius. The formula has been known for 4000 years, but this (2011) is only the 22nd year of π celebrations.
On π day (3.14), you bake a pie or a pizza, and eat it at 1:59 (3.14159), with others or alone, while discussing the relevance of π. Pi π guy baked a peach pie and intended on eating it at 1:59.
“You can eat it twice in one day if you stay up late enough,” he said.
I appreciated how high up the pole he hoisted that nerd flag.
He was like a cloudburst of data, sprinkling and then showering me with details. Did you know there is also a Pi Approximation Day? Well, 5 days to be exact. The most popular Pi Approximation Day is July 22, because 22/7 is approximately Pi.
“You can eat cobbler on that day,” said Pi Guy. “Because it’s not exactly Pie.”
I did a bit of digging and found that here’s also square root day, celebrated on days when both the day of the month and the month are the square of the last two digits of the year. For example: April 4, 2016 is the next Square Root day.
Geekalicious.
If this world is a circuit and π guy was electricity, my resistance was low and I felt an increase in current flow in direct proportion to voltage. Kismets. Meet cutes. Even if only for a night, some people can grab you and knock your socks off–much like a powered, ungrounded piece of electronic gear.
After Pizookie and beers, we continued transmitting across the parking lot to the Home Depot (hey, it was the only thing open). We lazied up and down the aisles, talking about nothing important for about half an hour, and then we called it a night.
Mmm… Pizookie and beer for dinner and an evening stroll through the screw aisle. Greatest date since 1956.
Maybe dating doesn’t have to be linear, convincing us that there are proper steps (dinner date, call me, movie, meet friends, meet family, move in together) that allow us to coordinate our relationship toward the ultimate goal. And the belief that there is some “ultimate goal”… isn’t that fatalism? Let the adventures fall around you like snowflakes, I say, and don’t assume there is some ultimate destination because then you’ll lose track of the present, which will go unnoticed because you’re too busy struggling to see through the fogged glass of the future, which is just as useful as looking at the past. It’s just intangible. Enjoy what you have now.
May dessert come before dinner, and long walks along the beach be replaced by walks through lumber and hardware… and may BJs last forever.
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