14 Jun “Yeah… I don´t know. I just write a blog and books about explotation and harassment”, the writer says.
“Yeah”, I reply as I take a sip of coffee, “that´s cool. So why did you want to meet me?”
He pauses; this is my chance.
“I want you to start a rumor about me on Dorinto.”
I pause; excuse me?
He leans back in his chair; taking a sip of coffee, he sighs.
“I need publicity”, he says as he leans forward and sets his taza down, “I need grassroots advocacy and I think that the best way is to get people talking about me behind my back.”
I look away; there´s 14 surfers today.
“So anyways”, I reply as I pick up my taza, “what do you want me to say?”
“Ok”, he replies as he pulls a small piece of paper out of his pocket.
He starts reading the note.
“THAT dude has a crush on HER.”
I pause; that sounds easy.
“That sounds easy”, I reply as I lean back in my chair.
I look back out the window; now there´s 15 surfers.
“So”, I continue as I pick up my taza, “what do I get out of it?”
He pauses; let´s see if he takes up my offer.
“I´ll buy 7 digitalbooks from you”, he replies.
I pause; I sigh.
“Yeah”, I reply as I lean forward and pick up my biscotti off the tray, “that seems nice, but, the thing is–I don´t accept money from you.”
I pause, again.
“I´m going to
“Are you sure?”, he cuts in.
“I´m going to spread the rumor ´cause I think it´s the right thing to do. You don´t owe me–we´re fine.”
He pauses; he doesn´t want anything?
“So are you going to do it?”, my wife asks as she pulls the digitalcalabaza out of the microwave.
“You know”, I reply as I hit recline on my chair in the kitchen, “yes.”
“But”, she replies as she sets the platter on the table, “I didn´t think you liked him?”
“Exactly”, I reply as I reach over for a spoon, “that´s why I´m doing it.”
“I don´t understand.”
“You remember back on Earth what people would say about loaning someone $20?”
“Um…”, she says as she reaches for the digitaltea, “don´t spend it all in one place?”
“No”, I reply as I take a bite of the digitalturkey, “if a friend comes to you and needs money, and you loan them money, and they don´t pay you back, or you don´t see them again–it was money well spent. Like… if you loan a friend $20 and you don´t hear from them again, it was money well spent.”
“Yeah”, she replies as she takes a sip of digitaltea, “I don´t really know what the fuck you are talking about.”
“Yeah”, I reply as I take a sip of coffee, “you know.. I don´t really know what the fuck I´m talking about most of the time either. It, this mouth, just starts saying things–and I just kinda go with it?”
“I think you´re strange”, she replies as she takes another sip of digitaltea.
“You married me”, I laugh as I put my spoon into the digitalcalabaza.
I laugh again.
“You married a strange guy, loser”, I chuckle again.
“Well”, she replies as she turns her head to me, “that can be changed.”
I pause; I think I´m supposed to shut up.
“Love you”, I reply as I take a sip of coffee and turn my head to look out the window.
“Yeah”, she replies as she takes another sip of digitaltea, “I know.”