Ziggin' Through the Zoo

Now that I’m in singles-friendly DC, where a number of us members of Community of Single People (CoSPers) are located, I can hang out with other happy singletons, and whenever I do, it’s going on the blog.  Discussing policies and criticizing the media are fun and useful, but social interaction is important for me as well, and these days, well, I just prefer to do it with other happy singletons.
 
So I got up at 6:45 on Sunday morning to have a quick breakfast, shower, and walk to the National Zoo to meet Heather, who had come down from the Baltimore area.  After some confusion involving where to meet, we got together in the panda section (she loves pandas!).  A few weeks earlier, I had gotten together with a few other friends for the zoo, which was fun, but they didn’t quite have the passion for animals that Heather does, so that increased my enjoyment of the experience. 
 
Among the things we watched included monkeys climbing across high-wires, wallabies being wallabies, a lion being a lion, cows being cows, and pandas between pandas.  And Heather and I had some good conversation.  I found out she was from New Jersey, which always brings me home.  I love meeting people from the Northeast; I find there’s usually a psychic connection of some sort.  We talked our jobs, politics, music, and life in general.  And of course, our cats.  Cat people are the best people ever!  We pondered hopping the fences around the carousel so Heather could get a picture, but three would have been too complicated.  But it did inspire a microfiction piece to come.
 
We broke from the zoo for a bit to get brunch at the Woodley Cafe (for me, it was second breakfast a la Pippin).  Heather inspired me to order an omelette with garlic mashed potatoes in it, and I’m still thinking about it the next day.  And it was there where she found out my real name (I have an alias on Facebook).  And that’s very interesting in this era of social media how we can get to know each other without really needing to know the basics (I mean, Craig is just a name, really).    And it inspired another microfiction piece to come.
 
Eventually, a group of us COSPers will get together.  Stay tuned!