Christmas dinner party at Kevin and Steve’s last night. I work with Kevin, and Steve is probably the person most responsible for the fact that I now live in San Francisco.
We happened to meet one night in Charlotte in 1987 merely because we were wearing compatible T-shirts. He was sporting the Jesus and Mary Chain on his chest; mine featured something unmentionably embarrassing, but it seemed cool enough at the time. We became friends, he moved here in 1991, and I followed a year later.
Funny how choosing the right T-shirt one evening can change one’s life way off in the future, isn’t it? Maybe I should pay more attention to how I dress…
