And the Universe Didn't Collapse

So, there's this dude we know. He's basically and L.A. punk legend and he has a distinct look-- furry hat, long hair, etc. Then there's this other dude who actually looks a lot like him-- same size, similar hair, similar furry hat. And for the past ten years or so, we keep seeing the other dude, the one we don't know, at clubs and thinking it's the guy we do know, except when we look closely, we realize that Other Dude is wearing sunglasses and beads, so he's probably not Dude We Know.

We have often wondered what would happen if Dude We Know and Other Dude were at the same club, at the same time. Would the universe collapse? Would life as we know it cease to exist?

Last Sunday, we were hanging out at Roberto's and we saw Dude We Know. We were standing in line to get records signed when we saw him on the other side of the room. Then we saw Other Dude walk into the room. Our eyes grew bulbous. Other Dude walked straight across the club floor, headed to the corner where Dude We Know was crouched and sat down. Then the two began commiserating for five minutes or so.

It was really happening.

And so we waited, waited for something to happen. Nothing did. Then we realized that the meeting of two lookalikes is not necessarily a sign of impending doom.