Alright, folks.

Shit's been boring aside from the SC2 clusterfuck, so I thought I would tell you about my hilarious experience this past weekend. It is a long story but will hopefully encourage you to rant about bitcoin to anyone that will listen.

A friend of mine that I hadn't seen in years invited me to a party a few weekends ago. She is a super-hipster-rich-white-city-girl, and I am a poor biologist who likes to sleep outside. She and her friends are all stockbrokers and lawyers and whatnot, and I am self-employed and stoned and shiftless. We have NO friends in common; I knew it was going to be an hilariously awkward party, so I decided to do it up proper. I like to cook, so I made baklava, both a regular batch and a 'medicated' batch. I am quite confident in my baking skills, and I know that if you make the most delicious thing at a potluck, you will have conversation all night. If you do that and give them a version that gets them stoned, people will love you.

So basically, I am at a party with a bunch of strangers that I bonded with by making them delicious deserts and then I find out that this beautiful blonde girl does something with programming and forex trading for some firm. I immediately ask her if she knows what bitcoin is, (no) and then proceed to babble on about it at length for a while, and she's seeming legitimately interested. So, we kind of end up off to the side conversing for a while, though it's definitely more me talking. I am never one to lay it on to thick so I just sort of drift back to the rest of the party, figuring I've got a new acquaintance at the very least.

Flash foward a couple hours and some beers: I am drunk and telling everyone about the gold prospecting expedition I will be going on the next morning (yeah, i pan gold). People are surprisingly interested when they find that you actually prospect, with sluices and classifying boxes and pans and whatnot, so I get on this big diatribe about how some of these banker kids are gonna have to invest my gold when I get rich with a find that trumps the comstock nugget. Girl starts telling me about how she really likes hiking and wants to find more spots nearby. I half jokingly suggest that she come panning the next morning but don't follow up at all.

Flash forward again: Girl is leaving the party and she comes and finds me and gets my number to tag along on the prospecting mission. I am pretty amazed, but figure she is just drunk and probably will flake out the next morning.

Upon getting home, I was racking my brain, trying to figure out why this beautiful rich blonde girl from the complete opposite side of the tracks would have ever given me the time of day and it comes to me...bitcoin. I ranted about bitcoin and some beautiful rich stockbroker from waaaaay out of my league asked for my number.

Next morning comes, I get a call bright and early from this chick; she wants to go panning. So, I round up my dog and sluice box and my prospecting gear, first aid kit, crevasse tools, pack-shovels, that kinda crap, and this chick meets me at my house and we leave from there. I was impressing her catching frogs and bugs and identifying plants and telling her about the life history of them and the geology of the area and whatnot and I think she came out of it thinking I was some sort of mountain man, which is far from the case, but I'll take it. The hike was fun, but awkward because we were just so friggin' different, and I decided that I would not embarrass myself by trying to pursue anything with her and just wrote off the possibility of touching it.

Then I get a call this past friday from this chick, saying she is all stressed out and needs to get out of the city and wants to know if I will take her hiking. I was 100% down, even with the awkwardness, because hiking with a beautiful girl beats hiking with my dog, but I had no intention of flirting. This was a complete 'friends' trip in my mind. Soooo, bringing it full circle, we go on a really epic hike and I end up railing this beautiful blonde stockbroker on top of a waterfall in the Sierras. Bam.

TL;DR - Bitcoin got me laid.