One afternoon I was in a bookshop in Seattle and I saw a lady who was absolutely magnetic. Nothing about me is debonair; I'm more akin to a sheet of 36 grit sandpaper. It's a bummer, but what can you do.
Nevertheless I followed her from a distance in the store as I tried to espouse the courage to make small talk. I felt a bead of sweat on my forehead. I wiped it and thought, "Well, sweaty is an accurate first impression I suppose.
Anyway, not too long into this light stalking a very tall, handsome man came and put his arm around her. Cool cool. So it goes.
He turned around to look at a shelf of books and I immediately recognized him as Ben Gibbard, lead singer of the band Death Cab for Cutie (one of my favorite bands).
The lady he was with was Zooey Deschanel.
My name is Joshua Longbrake. I'm an artist, environmental designer, and a man who saw Zooey Deschanel and thought he had a chance.