We have met and it was - and oh how I hesitate to use the word - awesome! (Bwah!). I'm pretty sure I beat her to posting because she's way farther than I am from the restaurant (bless her purty little heart for choosing someplace near to us, and that's all I'll say about that).
Geewits (and to hell with Blogger who refuses to do the link right now - if you're a regular just go to my last post for the link) had me in stiches for most of the meal. The woman is hilarious. Plus she actually got Ticknart (check my bloglist for "Useless Writing" 'cause Blogger? It still has it in for me, so I can't link) to call her cell while we were at the restaurant. Now how cool is that? She got someone I've never spoken to in real life to call me. And I probably made a total fool of myself. But i'm not quite sure because a few glasses of wine were drunk before he called.
'Cause the Jazzer? She felt like she was in first date mode. Which is weird because Geewits is not my first internet meetup. Which Mr. Jazz found sorta amuzing.Which... well, anyway... moving on...
I dare say a good time was had by all (and if that's not the case, they're all too polite to say so, so I win).
For pictures - didn't I tell you I was totally mid-20th century? - I got nuttin'. You'll have to check Geewits's blog (last post, yadda, Blogger, yadda and all that).
And if she's feeling really generous she'll photoshop me an awesome (and I do not use the word lightly) pair of boobs - 'cause she's the master (mistress?) of Photoshop.
All this said, I wish y'all ('cause i'm goin' Texan dontcha know) a good night.