Wednesday Night Fever
I had a pleasant surprise last night at the Sportsman's Grille. While sharing a beer (well, several beers) with the DogDoc and Knuck, the bbq-maven asked, "Hey, do you know Mr. Roboto?"
I said that I read him, but I'd never met him.
"Well, he's right over there."
"Right over where?"
"At the next table with the chick wearing the 'Mr. Roboto-Thursday Night Fever' t-shirt."
"Oh, there."
So I walked over and introduced myself to Roboto and his fetching companion. (I guess that could sound like she was a dog, come to think of it. She definitely wasn't!)
It was a real pleasure to meet them both, and consider him duly blogrolled.
I said that I read him, but I'd never met him.
"Well, he's right over there."
"Right over where?"
"At the next table with the chick wearing the 'Mr. Roboto-Thursday Night Fever' t-shirt."
"Oh, there."
So I walked over and introduced myself to Roboto and his fetching companion. (I guess that could sound like she was a dog, come to think of it. She definitely wasn't!)
It was a real pleasure to meet them both, and consider him duly blogrolled.
posted by ceeelcee at 8:43 AM
1 Comments:
Yep. I'm the guy with the girl who is wearing a t shirt with my blog name on it.
I'm either living right, or horribly egotistical. (Actually, both).
Good meeting you, and look forward to seeing you guys again. Stay in touch and let me know the next time you'll be over there on a good music night.
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