Is it weird to do google searches on your neighbors? I met my upstairs neighbor today. I figured it was a guy a while ago: he comes home pretty late, usually around eleven, when I'm getting ready for bed - he walks heavy. He also drives a navy VW Golf, which is in my opinion a very guy car. I haven't really figured out when he leaves for work. I assume work is the reason he comes home about 11. Well, I actually talked to him tonight!
I was heading out to the dumpster to get rid of a particularly disgusting bag of fast food that I couldn't finish. He was sitting on the stoop, right outside the door. It had been drizzling for a few hours; he was noticeably rained-upon. He was wearing a blue running outfit. You could probably imagine the conversation. I asked if he could ever hear me. No. I told him that I'm going to MU, that I'm a transfer from Truman. He gave an "Oh" response, like "Oh, Truman..." which I'm not sure meant that he actually recognized the name. He's a photographer for the Columbia Tribune. For some reason, I got the sense that he wasn't a Columbia native. I wanted to ask him a few more questions, but didn't want to impose on his quiet post-running stoop time. I'd say he's an attractive guy. He's also a Nick.
So, I searched him. Seems like he does mostly sports photography, but I've found at least one non-sports collection. So many photos come up - I feel like I've chanced upon some Columbia celebrity.