I’m at Linnaea’s coffee shop in San Luis Obispo (free wireless for the win) and a guy at the table next to me is trying to convert the girl he’s with to christianity. He’s got sort of a Brian Wilson look to him; Not the good sun-n-surf early Brian Wilson, but the creepy Charles Manson era cults-are-fun-homeless-guy Brian Wilson.

This wouldn’t bother me except he started his proof with “First, assume God is good,” which is a hell of a logical leap if you’re trying to convert somebody’s entire view on life, the universe, and everything. I feel sorry for the poor girl, the look on her face is a combination of uncomfortable, skeptical, and yet still receptive.

I’ll keep everyone up to date on what’s sure to be a fascinating session of eavesdropping.