In which Lady Z makes a real-world appearance.

So I’m sitting in the waiting room of a local diagnostic clinic the other day (no worries—my health is fine; just a routine screening), reading a book to pass the excessive amounts of time that are passing beyond my appointment, when a friendly-looking guy approaches me, sits down, and asks, “Excuse me, but are you a big NASCAR fan?”

Now that threw me for a loop.

I made the face that I make when I have no idea what is going on but I’m trying not to let it show while I buy myself a moment to figure it out. I’ve never been on the other side of that face, so I don’t know if it looks placid (as I intend), or stony, or utterly baffled, or what. But while I was making it, I ran through all the possible physical manifestations of my new obsession: Was I wearing any NASCAR-themed clothing? (No; I don’t even own any. Yet.) Was I reading NASCAR-themed fiction? (No; I was reading Umberto Eco, who is as far as I know is not generally associated with stock car racing.) Is it possible I just had a NASCAR-loving glow about me? Was I exuding the unique pheromones of the NASCAR enthusiast?

I must have looked as confused as I felt, because the gentleman then added, “I’m sorry—do you have a LiveJournal?”

It turns out my inquisitor was none other than local Honored Guest banjopwhistle, who recognized yours truly from across the waiting room (presumably from the occasional image posted in these virtual pages, but perhaps from the nebula of newly hatched NASCAR fanaticism—both are possible). For those of you who have never had the pleasure of meeting him is person, I assure you he is quite charming.

I promise that the final installment of the NASCAR Chronicles is on the way, but right now I’m doing the End Of Semester thing, so I’m a bit preoccupied. In the meantime, I suggest you rent Talledega Nights, recently released on DVD for your viewing pleasure. Shake & Bake!

7 thoughts on “In which Lady Z makes a real-world appearance.

  1. Haha… That was funny. Especially the part about Umberto Eco and NASCAR…

    What a cool coincidence!

    I met another LJer for the first time today, — she works in the same building as me and all these months since we found out about each other, I never met her. Today, my second-to-last day working here, I finally went up and said hi!

  2. Dorian Stuber and his wife were here for dinner yesterday evening, and this forum came up in conversation — along with your NASCAR chronicles. That’s all. Just so.

  3. This SO serves you right.
    Now that you’ve allowed the podpeople to take over your Northeast intellectual soul, I hope that from now on people recognize you immediately, and from ten feet away, as a NASCAR fan.
    Your credibility on Hope Street will never be the same.

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