"My first Muslim Friend"

My Korean Parish-mate said the sweetest thing today. When I was making some tea I bumped into him in the kitchen and he complained that I am never around or seem to always be in my room. I get really tired after work and usually just chill/read etc in my room when I get home. The evenings are usually my wind-down/be-alone times. So I asked him, "Why? What's up? Why were you looking for me?" And he said, "Just to talk about anything. You are my first Muslim friend and so you are very special." When he said that, I immediately felt bad about appearing to be anti-social in the evenings, so I promised that I'd sit and "talk" with him about whatever he felt like talking about later this week.

Right now I am getting ready to head out to San Francisco for a free jazz festival with a couple other of my parish-mates..then we are going to hit some Hip Hop/Jewish folklorish/opera type thing in Oakland.

Tomorrow I will meet up with Layla for a hike at (eek) 7am. Later in the day I will hang out with the German exchange students since they are scheduled to go back to Germany for summer vacation in a couple of days.

I put my Canada flag on my car to commemorate Canada Day and dressed up my car's license plate with a cover that says "NHL: Ottawa Senators" :-)

This should prove to be an eventful weekend...