{"id":861,"date":"2007-04-02T09:35:56","date_gmt":"2007-04-02T16:35:56","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/writtenbymurphy.com\/wonderblog\/?p=861"},"modified":"2012-05-11T07:45:16","modified_gmt":"2012-05-11T14:45:16","slug":"free-love-and-parking","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/writtenbymurphy.com\/wonderblog\/2007\/04\/free-love-and-parking\/","title":{"rendered":"Free Love and Parking"},"content":{"rendered":"

Our German friends wanted to get some vinyl yesterday, so we took them to Amoeba Records on Haight.<\/p>\n

AND we found a parking space.<\/p>\n

As I was getting ready to put in the quarters, the meter flashed at me “Free”<\/p>\n

I shouted “Free love and parking!”<\/p>\n

and a tall sluffy man turned around as he walked by and said, “Amen sister!”<\/p>\n

I flashed him a big-ol’-smile because SOMEONE needed to say that in the hippie-Haight-time-warp.<\/p>\n

Later, tall sluffy man came up to me in the record store and asked me where I was from, because of my accent.<\/p>\n

[Me thinking he is trying a *super-lame-pick-up-line* and flash another smile—i enjoy lame-o pick up lines, even though they never have the desired effect for the deliverer, because they are very funny]<\/p>\n

I answer “Around here…”<\/p>\n

He looked honestly confused, “Oh, I wouldn’t have thought so…”<\/p>\n

now I think though…I have been running a joke that amuses me (maybe no one else) that I have an accent that no one can understand…since so often my quips fly far over the heads of others….<\/p>\n

BUT ALSO MY REGULAR CONVERSATION! what…what is so hard to hear? I don’t know…<\/p>\n

maybe I’m developing an accent of my very own….<\/p>\n

*NO ONE UNDERSTANDS ME*—-*I’M BEFORE MY TIME*<\/em><\/p>\n

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