what happened to thinkin' that the world was flat?

i just had a surreal experience. i found out that my friends who just moved here from portland know the kara lady! like know her as in they were next door neighbors several years ago. that's like being on a bike tour in the middle of nowhere southern utah and meeting the college roommate of the person who filled the empty shoes of your mother when you were in high school. IN IOWA! weird. crazy. makes you want another shot of tequila.
so. there i was. sitting at the elggren's kitchen counter. it was the 4th of july. i'd gone to a party the night before. i was telling stories of the eve and showing pictures that had been posted by friends on facebook. i made mention of my friend diane a few times. even her daughter zoe. as i flipped through pictures on the computer screen colleen looked on. i was glad she humored me by looking. suddenly colleen asked if my friend diane was diane downhour... uh, just a refresher, colleen and tony have just moved to utah from portland. where they have lived for the last eight years. so when the words "diane downhour" came out of colleen's mouth. followed by tony spouting off the address where i had hung out the night before. it was a little crazy. okay. a lot crazy. maybe even nutty. after the initial shock wore off it was explained that the elggrens and the downhours were neighbors in salt lake before the elggrens moved to portland. explaining why the address could be so easily rehearsed. omg! this is real.

of course we called diane. had a good laugh. and had another shot of tequila in honor of the downhours. it's a small world. on that sunday in utah there were not six degrees of separation. first thing's first. now i look forward to hanging out with all of them at once. i cannot believe it. whew. after telling the story again i think i need another shot of tequila.