We started out at Mead's-Corner Coffee shop. I guess I had not realized in my past few visits, just how "Christian" they were there. I had talked to the woofy guy behind the counter a few visits back and I remember him saying something about going on a mission to Tibet or something like that. But last night it became overtly obvious. I was sitting at a table when Phillip arrived. We chatted for a while and then Phillip noticed the poster in the window for a "Christian Comic" who was going to preform there. Who do Christian make fun of? Is it more observation humor like, Why can't Jesus eat M&Ms.... The train-wreck voyeur in me really wants to see his show. Then this little boy (who whole being was screaming I'M GAY) stopped at the table to hand out flyers for some Christian group that was playing at some future date.... Whatever. Now that I look at their website, I see that they are actually owned by the First United Methodist Church, WOW!
I had an iced Chai and a grilled roast beef sandi. Phillip also had an iced Chai and we discussed his entrance into Nichiren Buddhism. His family and his new life here in Wichita.
From Mead's we went to the debauchery of the Delano area and the Vagabond. There we met Ogre my Blacksmithing buddy. we chatted for a bit and decided to go to Side Streets. Ed was tending bar and it was a very slow night at SS. We had a few drinks and discussed Phillips Social/Cultural/Biological eccentricities. His study of Music Education at WSU and possible locations that he might end up once he completes his degree. We did our hopping in my car, it just seemed easier, so I took him back to his car. After a hug and a promise to "let's do this again, soon", Phillip expressed what a great evening he had with an articulate fetching man as myself. "FETCHING"? I was a bit taken aback with his use of the term. I understand the meaning, but to have it uttered from a upper-middle class twenty-something kind of threw me.