so i owe the story about the end of my fun trip to san francisco. okay, well, i was in the terminal at SFO knitting (yes, i am suprisingly domesticated) and listening to my awesome new downtempo cd that my kuya mixed for me. it was just past 4pm and my flight didn't board until 5:20pm so i had time to kill. i had been at it for a good 20 minutes when this pleasant looking guy looked my way and started waving his hands to get my attention. yes, he was indeed waving at me... unless he really wanted to talk to the old man sitting to the left of me. anyhow, i pulled of my earphones and smiled back.

"what time is it?"
"4:35pm"
"thanks." :o)

that is of course not the end of the story. well, he got up and walked off somewheres for a bit after that, talking on his cell. at about ten minutes to 5pm i had enough of my knitting. it was just getting too boring. so i decided to just stop, listen to the rest of my cd, and finish drinking my jamba juice. by about 5ish, he came back to where he was sitting to find that a whole family took over the whole bench that he was at. the terminal filled quickly. there was only one seat left in a little corner and this guy wasn't small enough to sit in there comfortably. so while he was fidgeting, i figured what the heck, i'll invite him to sit in one of the 2 seats that were free beside me.

i didn't exactly know how i was going to do it, but as i rummaged in my purse, i came across my pack of cinnamon trident. eureka! this was the perfect opportunity to pull the "gum" line...

now, let me quickly explain the "gum" line. last hallowe'en, i was at a club called mesa luna with my sister and her boyfriend when we ran into an old elementary school mate. we were just sitting at a table near the dance floor, chatting away when he spots a really hot girl across the dance floor. i told him that he should go for it, but he insisted that he'll just wait til she came over to him. i thought to myself that it would never happen cuz she didn't even seem to notice that we were where we were. suddenly, my friend pulls out a pack of gum and holds it up. then he starts to yell "HEY!!! HEY YOU!! YOU WANT SOME GUM?!!"... sure enough, it gets her attention, she walks over and she introduces herself to him after she takes a piece of gum. they start to converse and lo and behold, the gum line was born.

now, since i was in an airport terminal, it wasn't as loud as in a club. instead of being as vocal as my old classmate was, i just made eye contact and pointed out my pack of gum to him. he smiled back, got up from his seat and walked over to sit beside me. after i gave him the gum, the first thing he said was "you're from vancouver, right? you look familiar." but as a took a closer look at him, i thought to myself "hold up a sec, YOU look familiar..." but i just coudn't figure it out. i thought i recognized the guy from clubbing or something, but then he mentionned that he was in san fran to watch the raider's game that happened the night before with his agent. then he mentionned that he plays in the CFL for the montreal alouettes (for all you americans reading this, CFL stands for Canadian Football League, and an alouette is a bird). i was having a pleasant conversation with davis sanchez!

so yeah, that was my little brush with fame at the end of my trip. he's a really nice guy.