bumped into someone i knew from high school while walking back from the train station to my house: tom chance (that's a total rockstar name), who was a few grades above me. we walked by each other, and it was one of those mutual recognition doubletakes. we stopped and pointed at one another. "you're tom chance, right?" i said. "tony?" i was surprised he remembered my name, we never hung out socially although we shared the same friends. within a minute i was able to get all his info (haven't seen him since high school, a decade and a half ago), that he lives in east arlington and that he just recently graduated from law school, still looking for work. he asked me what i did for a living, and i told him i'm working on my third unemployment (i don't know why i don't give the better response, "freelancing," or "in-between jobs," but why beat around the bush?). he also introduced me to the woman he was with, don't remember her name, didn't quite catch what's her relationship is to him. with that we part, small worldism strikes again.
in the evening, rob had the leftover biryani for dinner while i went with a serving of chinese dumplings, finishing it off with some more flan. rob rented some french movies and we watched about an hour of un coeur en hiver before turning to the game at 10pm. pedro martinez versus tim hudson, hudson had no control over his pitching tonight (although i thought the umpire had a lot to do with it, small strike zone), and walked 3 red sox players to start the inning. goes without saying, the red sox won the game and completed a sweep of the oakland athletics.
i look forward to spending the next two days at home, provided that there's no coding crisis at work, so based on past history, i shouldn't be resting too comfortably. too bad the weather's going to be rainy the next few days (like it is right now, the loud hissing of rainfall outside), otherwise i'd be "elsewhere."