I had dinner last night with Nigel. Yes, that’s right… THE Nigel. The one from Australia. The one in the link column. He’s in Washington D.C. for a conference. He emailed me a while back and we arranged to meet for dinner. Last night he was staying in a hotel right next to IKEA in College Park, and I mean literally right next to. I knew exactly where that was, of course, having been to the College Park IKEA several times. I even got my kitchen sink from there.
Anyway, neither of us knew where to go for dinner, so we just drove down the road. We looked for an Outback Steakhouse, because how ironic would that have been? But we couldn’t find one, so we ended up back next to the hotel at a Buffalo Wild Wings. I figured that would give Nigel another American food experience. It was a sports bar, and it was packed. Most of our conversation went like this: Nigel: “It’s really noisy in here!” Me: “What?”
Actually, our conversation was really funny. Having read each others websites, we had to talk about non-website things. It was a fun challenge. And his accent made everything sound terribly important.
Then it got REALLY noisy. A football game had just started. Washington Redskins vs. Philadelphia Eagles. The Eagles scored at the beginning of the first quarter and the cheers were deafening; the place was full of Eagles fans. It was some kind of gathering place for them or something.
We wanted to leave, but our server was nowhere in sight. Nigel wandered around until he found someone who would help us. In all the confusion, I didn’t get anyone to take our picture, so I don’t really have proof that all this happened. But I’m pretty sure it wasn’t an hallucination…