Small world report 3/11/05

It happens all the time, but many of us call it “coincidence”. There’s a metaphysical theorem however, that coincidences are just the universe telling you you’re on the right track. There’s also one that says the feeling of déjà vu is actually the remembrance of a precognitive dream, but I’m only going to deal with the coincidence one tonight.

My writing partner and I had some good news about our third script, so we decide to go out that night for celebratory mojitos and appetizers at our place in my neighborhood. We sort of “go Hollywood” and decide to write up our notes at the table, and our waiter, the fantastic Ray-Ray, asks us about our script, and what we write. We say this one is a comedy, but our first one (the one that initially attracted our agent) is a horror/action.

He mentions a production company that’s looking for horror – and, hold onto your seats, it’s the SAME company we just sent the script to! Coincidence? Then he says “My very good friend works there.” And is it possible? It’s the SAME person we sent it to! They knew each other from Austin (remember that town).

So the next day, while recovering from the inevitable sugar/alcohol over-hang, I get an email from an old acquaintance who is playing a show next week, after which he is headed to – wait for it…Austin! He’s going to be playing the South by Southwest (SXSW) independent musical festival!

Now this is where it gets down right spooky – you remember my ex? The Anatomy of a Breakup? So a couple weeks ago he’s gushing about this guy named Paul Barman – for some reason, I don’t place the name immediately, but when he plays him, I remember he had an appearance on Deltron 3030. I’m rather indifferent to his work outside that album, but it reminds me of this kid Rjyan who goes by the name CEX (by virtue of being a white kid from a prominent East-Coast school). He’s never heard of CEX, and thus the conversation, and later the relationship, ended.

So today I get my second CD from InRadio. If you’ve ever thrown out their tear-outs from the Utne Reader, I urge you to go through your recycling bin. For my ex’s birthday, I gave him a year’s subscription. The second song on the album? The electronic wonderment of CEX entitled “Get In Yr Squads”. This issue of InRadio? Sponsored by SXSW, with a special announcement thanking all the people who have given InRadio as a gift!

And thank you, universe! I’m listening!