9 August 2005
Submitted by eve on Tue, 08/09/2005 - 12:56am. Beautiful
"Did I tell you about Shawn at Alyssa's party?"
"What about him?"
"He was going to play the karaoke video game, but then he was like, 'Wait, first I need a shot of liquid courtesy.'"
"Don't you mean courage?"
"I have no idea what he meant. But he sang Britney anyway."
--A guy and a girl at Tsunami Sushi
1 August 2005
Submitted by eve on Mon, 08/01/2005 - 11:26pm. Funny
"The light we see now left the sun 8 minutes ago. So if the sun goes out, we've got 8 minutes of light left. Before it gets friggin' cold."
"If the sun goes out, like, seriously blows up, I actually think gravity is the more immediate concern. I don't really know, without the sun, gravity might go screwy."
"Man, I hadn't even thought about that. I feel like I should hold onto something. I'm going to have to, like, sleep holding on now."
--A girl and a guy at the Parkway theatre
5 July 2005
Submitted by eve on Sun, 07/03/2005 - 2:52pm. Funny
"The thing is, drinking beer is just like anything else in life. You have to practice, practice, practice to stay good."
--A guy outside the Cheeseboard
1 July 2005
Submitted by eve on Fri, 07/01/2005 - 2:06pm. Funny
"How about for every steak you eat, I'll eat one less tasty steak that week. Same net damage to the cow population, but you don't have to be 'The Vegetarian' every time we go out for dinner."
--A guy talking to a girl on BART.
22 June 2005
Submitted by eve on Thu, 06/23/2005 - 10:13am. Wisdom
"Yes, but you can't really navigate based solely on spite."
--A woman talking on a cell phone at Whole Foods
21 June 2005
Submitted by eve on Tue, 06/21/2005 - 9:37am. Um...
"I thought you said there was a 'sushi spa' in the city."
"Yuck. No. Tobiko was not meant for exfoliating."
--Two girls on BART.
14 June 2005
Submitted by eve on Tue, 06/14/2005 - 9:10am. News

Hey guys. So In Passing continues to be infrequently updated, but still alive and kicking. I don't think I update enough to keep the tip jar out without feeling a little guilty, though, so the PayPal link is coming down. Many thanks to all of you who donated in the past, you helped pay for hosting when I couldn't, and you kept the site alive. Thank you.

But I think at this point, I don't want to ask anything of my readers, because you guys have been great about not asking too much of me -- very understanding when, say, I'm on the road for work for a month and don't have time to update. So I've added what I hope is an unobtrustive way of paying for the site -- Google text ads. Other bloggers I know have had good luck with making enough money from them to cover hosting while not annoying their readers too much.

So, I'm giving it a try. Next time you're thinking, "Man, I love that In Passing. The site hasn't been updated in a month, but those archives, they're great! I wish I could give Eve a nickel." ...just step away from Pay Pal and head right over to one of the comments pages, where there should be a text ad or two. Click it (if you're interested in whatever they're advertising) and the nickel or so is mine. Thanks!

Plus, there's the added amusement that a computer script is now reading In Passing and trying to find ads which are relevant. I see a subtle joke or two on the front page due to that.

Thanks everybody. Let me know what you think.

update: The slashes have been fixed.

27 May 2005
Submitted by eve on Fri, 05/27/2005 - 11:06am. Funny
"Well, I'm an American, so it's my god-given right to misunderstand your geography."
--A guy joking to his friends at the Parkway
2 May 2005
Submitted by eve on Mon, 05/02/2005 - 4:55pm. Funny
"I don't think she knows yet."
"AOL keyword: 'yet'."
--Two guys at 540 Club.
24 April 2005
Submitted by eve on Sun, 04/24/2005 - 8:26pm. Funny
"Well, I think giving gifts is a sign of endorsement."
"Remember that bed your mother gave us?"
"Our bed?"
"Yes, she gave it to us. It was very sweet."
"She was trying to get rid of it."
"But she gave it to us. I really took that as the first time she accepted me."
"You know Goodwill wouldn't take it?"
--A woman, and a man who apparently never wanted to sleep in that bed again, at Fressen, in Toronto.