This evening, I met my second Killoggian. He's so legendary he has his own category. And his face, surprisingly enough, looked nothing like a question mark.
Yay!
Art and I met in (surprisingly quaint and non-crappy) downtown Gadsden, Alabama. We quaffed a coupla beers, chowed on some mighty tasty burgers, and hung out and shot the breeze. It was pretty doggone cool. Everyone I've known from the internet before actually meeting has turned out to be just as cool in real life as they are online. I'm just guessing, here, but I suppose that's pretty extraordinary, since I hear horror stories all the time about people who meet up with "internet friends" and end up dead, pregnant, missing a kidney, a victim of identity theft, or a combination thereof.
If I continue this blistering pace of meeting one head every four years, I should have met you all by the year 2525.
