In Which Coincidences Are Realized

September 1st, 2008 · 4 comments

The first order of business this afternoon was to head to 72nd and Broadway to a tasty little hangout called Gray’s Papaya. It’s a quirky and unconventional place that specializes in fruit juices and hot dogs. Their “recession special” costs $3.50 and it’ll get you two hot dogs and any kind of juice you can imagine. As you might suspect, I have a special place in my heart for this fine, fine establishment.

But hot dogs and fruit juice? Call me weird if you disagree, but the two don’t conventionally go hand in hand. I can imagine a place that sells hot dogs and hamburgers. I can imagine a place that sells fruit juices and organic produce items. But before visiting Gray’s Papaya, I had never seen hot dogs and papaya juice mentioned in the same sentence before. It’s like a place that sells eye patches and car batteries.

My friend Mike, ex-Letterman intern extraordinaire turned mailroom superhero, was having a combination housewarming and Labor Day party today. He had just recently moved to Brooklyn, so I grabbed the L Train to DeKalb and wandered around until his address grabbed me and shook me by my collar. “Here, you dummy! HERE!” it shouted.

Inside I was pleased to meet another fine soul named Dylan, one of Mike’s friends from Minnesota. We immediately had to determine who would be Dylan #1 and Dylan #2.

HIM: How old are you?

ME: I’m a 22-year old Dylan.

HIM: Well, I’m a 26-year old Dylan.

ME: Tell me, Older Dylan, does it get any easier?

Not only do we share the same first name, but both our middle names are Thomas.

He lives just two blocks away from me in the city.

I asked him the first instrument he ever learned to play. He started piano at age six. So did I.

I asked him his parents’ names. His mom is Darcy. Mine is Debbie. They…sound similar.

He asked me about siblings. I told him I have a younger sister. “I’ve got a younger brother,” he said, slightly disappointed. “But he’s very effeminate.”

There were plenty more of these tiny and wild coincidences. Oh yeah, we’re both tall, funny, and incredibly attractive.

4 responses so far ↓

  • 1 Dad // Sep 2, 2008 at 7:48 am

    Is his dad a dork too?

  • 2 John Stevens // Sep 2, 2008 at 8:17 am

    I can testify to the Papaya dog experience, so glad you found it.

    You’ll be interested to know that the Loudoun County Department of Information Technology has banned access to TheDylanLove.com by employees on its network at the same time as Broad Run High School is featuring you as a successful alumnus and linking to this site. Paging Joe Heller.

  • 3 Dylan // Sep 2, 2008 at 10:37 pm

    @John:
    Thanks for bringing this up. I address this issue here.

  • 4 Nancy // Sep 5, 2008 at 8:42 am

    Geez, so did you decide which one was the evil twin?

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