Not the Matchbox Twenty guy. I mean the creator of two of my all time favorite television shows (Cupid and Veronica Mars). But more importantly for this post, he wrote Rats Saw GOD. You see, I went to the library and started reading it there (I didn't check it out because, well, as I say the library hit squad is after me -meaning I owe them a freaking lot of money). Anyway, I was reading the book and I was laughing (actually, I was trying not to laugh, but some parts of it were really funny). A little bit before decided to leave, a well, deeply middle-aged man (upwards of forty-five people)came over and, flirtily asked what I was laughing at.
I must be some sort of old guy magnet because that's all I ever seem to attract (except for the dude who told be I had nice calves, which although true, is a strange sort of comeon). Anyway, I tell the guy that I was laughing at the book. I say this in a way that does not invite furhter discussion but, as is so often the case, he ignores the signal. He wanted to know the name of book, which I said and he didn't hear. So I held up the book, He saw the words "RATS SAW GOD", repeated them and then looked and me funny and walked away.
So, from the bottom of my heart, I thank Rob Thomas for a new weapon in my arsenal against old creeps.
