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Thursday, August 14th, 2008 09:14 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
lethargic_manThe other day I went to a barbecue at Moishe House. Due to difficulties getting the barbecue to light, we didn't start cooking until it was getting dark. The fact we were doing it in a garage extension (with carport-style plastic roof) with walls on all four sides didn't help.
One of the guests came out of the house, and, seeing this scene of glowing barbecues in a smoke-filled area, with shafts of moving light (from Daniel's headlamp, my bike light, and a torch) filling it, was moved to exclaim, "This is so Roadrunner."
Me, confused: Umm....
Guest: No, no, that's not what I mean. I meant... I meant Blade Runner!
Made my day, that did. :o)
One of the guests came out of the house, and, seeing this scene of glowing barbecues in a smoke-filled area, with shafts of moving light (from Daniel's headlamp, my bike light, and a torch) filling it, was moved to exclaim, "This is so Roadrunner."
Me, confused: Umm....
Guest: No, no, that's not what I mean. I meant... I meant Blade Runner!
Made my day, that did. :o)
