by Artemis » Sun Mar 05, 2006 7:18 pm
Finally, a Random Thing happened that's odd enough it deserves to be shared:
So, I'm on the train, and some crazy guy decides I look like I'd appreciate some conversation. This happens occasionally, and usually isn't much of a hassle, as a) I'm a nondescript guy rather than, say, a busty 21-year-old girl who might have to look sharp and possibly kick groin when approached by random crazy guys in search of conversation, and b) I can nod and grunt non-commitally with the best of them, and after a couple of minutes of that most crazy talkative guys wander off to find someone more fun to talk to.
This guy wasn't easily discouraged - he kept going for twenty minutes non-stop, rewarded only by occasional cordial grunts and 'is that so?' nods from me, until he realised that the train wasn't going to stop at his station and quickly disembarked to switch trains. And the strange thing was that, unlike most crazy guys whose preferred topic of conversation is how the guv'ment hates them and they should legalise marijuana, and make no frickin' sense whatsoever, this guy's special subject (which, so far as I could tell with my high school biology and What I Learned From Watching Star Trek knowledge, he knew like the back of his hand) was extremely advanced genetics and biochemistry... and how they should legalise marijuana. And even on the latter, he knew and cited every relevant piece of legislation, and the underlying reasons, for the past eight decades.
So, there you go: somewhere on the Sydney rail system is a crazy guy with enough scientific knowledge to qualify as a supervillain, who really wants to smoke some weed. Make of that what you will.