Pizza with the Guys

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I dined yesterday with folks in San Francisco. The FASEB coference is going on now there. Larry Moran and John Harshman are attending, so I decided to visit with them. Both Larry and John should be familiar to readers of the talk.origins newsgroup. Harshman and I met before, at the Evolution 2005 conference in Alaska. Nick Matzke and Wesley Elsberry from NCSE came along, too.

John picked the place, Zante’s Pizza on Mission. Why there? “You can get pizza anywhere, and you can get Indian food anywhere, but if you want Indian pizza, you have to come here,” he explained. We got a large non-veggie version, and the rest of the fellows said it was delicious. I’m somewhat upset at how few restaurants there are that provide for my particular dietary needs.

Over dinner, the conversation started with how to make the point that evolutionary biology is not incompatible with faith while not encouraging a double standard on who gets to express their support of evolutionary biology. Larry is concerned that atheists are being told to keep quiet, and even being the targets of criticism, while people of faith loudly proclaim their religiosity when talking on the topic. Then, we discussed the recent breaking news – Pianka under attack by Mims, lies being made about Brian Rehm in the Dover, PA case, and so forth. Oh, and Wesley insisted that we get a picture of the group. He’s funny that way. From left to right, there’s Nick Matzke, Wesley Elsberry, John Harshman, yours truly, and Larry Moran. That John Harshman, he’s such a card. Next time, I’ll give him rabbit ears in the picture and see how he likes it.

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Was my Pizza Delivery Boy there?

He’s late . … . .

Erochica Bamboo performs in San Francisco. Are you sure that’s not why you’re there? Just using the FASEB meetings as an excuse. I can see the excuse, “guys I’m hungry, I know where we can find some bamboo”. (rated PG)

Delta Pi Gamma (Scientia et Fermentum)

That kind of bamboo gives him wood.

Impatient Lenny:

Was my Pizza Delivery Boy there?

He’s late .…..

Puff! Puff! Sorry, boss, the car broke down and left me with a choice of bike or that kayak that you’ve never bothered to retrieve.

Just be glad I didn’t choose the kayak…

I wish I’d been there. I love Indian pizza. And I could have set that Moran and Harshman straight on a few things, too…

I just have to say that Larry Moran is right, as usual.

Was my Pizza Delivery Boy there?

He’s late .…..

That’s worrisome. My girlfriend was late and it turned out badly.

Introducing..Pasta Woman!

As most of you will know by now, I take pride in my job, and in how I perform it (the occasional mechanical breakdown and the low tipping habits of one of my steady customers notwitstanding). I don’t work for one of the big corporate chains, with their lowest-common-denominator approach to ingredients and quality. Our owner is not some fat-cat clown or theocratic fanatic. We’re an independent, local, high-quality, healthy-ingredient pizza joint. If you don’t have a place like ours in your neighborhood, then I hope for your sake that you’ve at least got nostalgic memories of a place like it.

(I haven’t had the pleasure of patronizing Zante’s Pizza, in San Franciso’s Mission District, but I do have a cousin who lives in Berkeley and works in the City, and she gives it her thumb’s-up, so it’s probably the kind of place I’m talking about–the kind of place where I work.)

I’m a full-timer in this business (for now at least) but, over the years, I’ve gotten to know a lot of good kids who were working their way through high school, community college, or university with the help of part-time or evening jobs in local pizza joints.

I’d like to introduce you to one of those “kids” now: Pasta Woman (yeah, yeah, we considered “Pizza Girl” and “Pasta Gal,” and even “Pasta Mama,” but we didn’t want to get bogged down in an unnecessary “pc” side controversy here, OK?). Pasta Woman is a high school grad taking courses at the local CC, hoping to transfer to the university next year. She likes to swim, snorkel, and bike (she’s worked as a bicycle messenger, so she’s in awesome cardio shape), and she’s interested in a career in the health care or life sciences field.

So she’s not entirely unfamiliar with the political attacks on evolution…

While I obviously don’t stand atop the economic pyramid (even though most of my customers do tend to tip more lavishly than Lenny), my boss does encourage a good long vacation every year. That vacation is coming up in the next couple of weeks.

So, if Lenny manages–as he inevitably will–to drag his “pizza kid” or “pizza boy” into the conversation later in the month when I’m gone, you may be hearing from Panda’s own…Pasta Woman!

Say “hi” to all the cute Panda-People, Sarah:

“Hi, y’all. I’m lookin’ forward to hangin’ out in a coupla weeks! See ya soon!”

I’d like to introduce you to one of those “kids” now: Pasta Woman (yeah, yeah, we considered “Pizza Girl” and “Pasta Gal,” and even “Pasta Mama,” but we didn’t want to get bogged down in an unnecessary “pc” side controversy here, OK?). Pasta Woman is a high school grad taking courses at the local CC, hoping to transfer to the university next year. She likes to swim, snorkel, and bike (she’s worked as a bicycle messenger, so she’s in awesome cardio shape), and she’s interested in a career in the health care or life sciences field.

So how come SHE nevers delivers my pizzas . … . ?

LPG heads off on holiday on Friday 4/21, Lenny. So starting then, I’m your gal, er, woman.

I’m sure lookin’ forward to those big tips!

:>

Oh, and nice to meet you, too, Lenny!

Who’s the cutey patootey in the tuxedo with the bunny ears? Is he single? Cause he’s HOT! Meow!

Pizza Girl (work-safe)

Re “So how come SHE nevers delivers my pizzas .… . ?”

Think she heard about the size of your tips? ;)

Henry

Our maybe just the size of his tip?

Our = Or

D’oh!

Zarquon, thanks for the cool link to, dum-ta-dum, Pizza Girl!

Though it does make me kinda glad that me’n LPG came up with something different in the way of nomenclature…

And, though it is cute and all, I’m not too sure the mask would go down real well on some of my deliveries!

W. Kevin, I think I’d better just, like, do the no comment boogie on what you said, you cheeky fellow! It’s not like I’m offended, or anything, don’t get me wrong, but I’m told this is a family-friendly blog, so we can’t really be goin’ out on any, um, limbs of that kind…

Especially when I’m so new here, I wouldn’t want anyone gettin’ the wrong impression, know what I’m sayin’?

Our maybe just the size of his tip?

Have my ex-girlfriends been telling stories about me again … ?

Gosh, Lenny, that was, like, almost funny!

Not to mention sorta sssuggestive.

But I thought you were known for the, um, how can I put this–modest? miniscule? minature?–nature of your tip s…

But, you know what they say: SIZE isn’t everything!

(Sorry! I ssseem to be having trouble with my “s” s tonight. Musst jusst be all this s lipsstick.)

This might be a silly question, but does Lenny’s Pizza Guy have a name, or is he like those comic book characters that never use their real name while on duty? ;)

Henry

This might be a silly question, but does Lenny’s Pizza Guy have a name

Never asked. (shrug)

I just take my pizza, toss him a nickel or two, and shut the door.

But when Pizza Woman shows up, I may invite her in for a bottle or two of homebrewed Viking Piss.

This is just my privately-held theory–and it may not ultimately resolve the “real name” vs. “display name” question (could not we just as reasonably ask whether Henry J’s real surname is “J”?)–but I think it’s clear that the name of Lenny’s Pizza Guy has evolved.

In Lenny’s oft-repeated statement–we all know the one–about how nobody’s religious opinions are any more authoritative than anybody else’s (not to mention, “you’re just a man, Davey, just a man”), he typically refers to his pizza “kid” or pizza “boy.”

What I’m saying is that this is obviously a long-term relationship, even if Lenny tends to portray it as a pretty superficial one (he doesn’t even know the kid’s name, but he loans him his kayak?–well, OK, I guess it was a leaky kayak…): a relationship that has gone on for long enough that, inevitably, a young wet-behind-the-ears pizza kid has matured into a self-sufficient pizza boy and now, with further age and experience, is denominating himself a pizza guy.

Which leads to the obvious question: if this blog lasts long enough, if Lenny’s tastes in fine dining don’t change over the years, … are we eventually going to be hearing from Lenny’s Pizza Codger?!?

And, I guess, if things ever get slow enough around here, we could always start a contest: Name Lenny’s Pizza Guy!

Why am I fairly sure that names with “Steve” worked in somehow would probably predominate?

Or maybe Marvel Comics-style alliteration: Peter Pasta? Reed R’amen? Stevie Spaghetti?

This might be a silly question, but does Lenny’s Pizza Guy have a name, or is he like those comic book characters that never use their real name while on duty? ;)

It’s a better gig than being the “unknown junior officer who accompanies Kirk and Spock to the planet’s surface”. It lasts longer, anyway.

Re “It’s a better gig than being the “unknown junior officer who accompanies Kirk and Spock to the planet’s surface”. It lasts longer, anyway.”

That’d depend on the color of the officer’s shirt…

Henry

I’ve just been staying at home waiting for something to happen. Whatever. Not much on my mind lately. I guess it doesn’t bother me.

I haven’t gotten anything done today. I feel like a fog, but what can I say? I’ve just been letting everything wash over me lately, not that it matters. Shrug.

I just don’t have anything to say. Not that it matters. Eh. I’ve just been staying at home doing nothing, but I don’t care. That’s how it is.

I feel like an empty room, but eh. Nothing seems worth doing. I haven’t gotten much done today.

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