May 04, 2006
I said I wasn't going to write any more about the Austin blog-meet, and I won't. I'm going to let other people do it.
So did she.
Of COURSE this guy did.
I knew that he would.
Heh. Even a canterbury tale. Sorta. Gotta work on the iambic pentameter, dude. You're dealing with an English major here.
I didn't get to talk with this guy much (A blogmeet is a moveable feast, kinda like a rolling doughnut...), but I'll rectify that problem, I hope, at the NEXT meet.
Here's the man who gave us the flaming chipmunks. Be forewarned: behind that apple-cheeked, beardless face lurks the mind of an instigator.
Hell, even this lovely gal managed to shake off her blog lethargy and post about it.
Even better, this guy rose from his death-bed to participate. I think he's allegric to blog meets, but he's tough. He can play hurt.
Don't miss what this thrill-seeking stunt driver had to say. (Especially about ME, heh, heh. I love flattery! She's tall and pretty, with red toenails, and I'd like to shinny up her long legs and... never mind.)
You can even see some pitchers here, but you kinda have to use your imagination because she doesn't know how to operate the flash on her camera.
There are more out there, but I'm about linked out now...
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