I was just walking Riley around the 'hood and walked by a school getting out. There were students in their uniforms everywhere. Which reminds me that I would LOVE to do a posting on British school uniforms. Some of them are absolutely ridiculous. Like the one with the really weird red stocking-nightcap thingy. The stupid thing is so long and skinny and RED and falls down to about the kid's waist. It looks hideous. The school that forces that crime against fashion upon their students is located right by our old apartment so I used to always see those red things swinging in the air along our street. However, I don't think I'll be doing a school uniform posting anytime soon as a grown woman taking photos of kids in their uniforms outside school might be a tad bit creepy, perhaps illegal, so I'll just put that aside for now.
On to the main point. As Riley and I walked by the school I overheard a 9, or maybe 10 year old boy tell a girl that he is "making a website." My first thought was to turn around and yell "LIAR" in his face. But I thought that might be a bit harsh. Then it occurred to me he was totally trying to hit on the girl. If you can call a 10 year old boy trying to impress a 10 year old girl as hitting on her. But that's what he was doing. Trying to show her he was all that and more when it comes to HTML. I didn't turn around to see her reaction, so for all I know, in the seconds after he dropped this nugget she looked at him and realized that Bobby is the one for her. Any boy who can "make a website" may just be her cup of tea.
I don't think I would have been too impressed if Dave had tried to use that line on me. In fact, I don't think telling a woman you're making a website would show up in a book titled The 101 Best Pick-Up Lines. It could be #102, but that wouldn't make the cut, and therefore should only be used in the most specific scenarios. You have to know your audience when unloading that gem on someone. Maybe the boy knew the girl has a thing for fellas who write HTML. How am I to know?
When Dave and I were in college we took a class on HTML. It was one of those awesome DeCal classes at Cal (go bears!). That stands for "democratic education at Cal." DeCal classes are student taught, super easy and basically credit when you need it. They now have a website and I just looked at some courses on offer - James Bond: Politics, Pop Culture, Hero; American Orpheus: Bob Dylan; Mad Men; The Art of Human Beatboxing. Not surprisingly, the beatboxing class is full. So Dave and I took a class on learning HTML and we built a website. Albeit a very, very basic one by today's standards. I think the fanciest thing we could do was put little blinking lights around the title. I must say, my website was better than his. I also got more hits. So maybe Dave was attracted to me based on my HTML skills. I never hit on him using my website building skills, or website "making" skills as the boy said. But maybe that's what did it. And now, maybe he finds this whole blog thing titillating.
And for all I know, right now the boy and girl are sitting in front of a computer writing HTML, together. How sweet.
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