So we met Purvey and Scoot yesterday. They are just as entertaining and intelligent and delightful in person. Just this meeting in meatspace thing is a little awkward for me, when all the interactions with the people have been through 360.
By not knowing a person, but only reading about them, I’ve created a persona that’s only loosely based in reality. I guess you can say that about any relationship, but meeting a person after the persona is built up, always seems a bit jarring to my mental model of them. Certainly has happened with all the celebrity types I’ve met. Hofstadter was a punk. Lithgow seems to always have that intonation & rhythm to his speech. Catherine tries to convince me that Pamela would look really haggard and strung out in real life.
At least this meeting had no negative side effects.
This meatspace/360 blending happens at work too. Since my immediate circle of co-workers either share their stories during lunch and/or don’t write about much, I’ve had to branch out to other Yahoos to keep my 360 homepage interesting. So I end up learning a lot about other Yahoos who I’ve never really met. Sure, I’ll nod at Irvin when I see him in the hallway occasionally (and then ask Kelly – was that Irvin?) And Laura will get a head nod too when our paths cross – though it seems odd to me if my first words to her were congrats on the engagement. Ernie and I won’t cross paths much, cause we’re in different buildings, but he helps out a ton when I’m trying to get 360 help for the sports blog. And Tony? Well, we’ve shared 100 words in comments for every 1 word spoken to each other – but I appreciate them, nonetheless.
I’m not complaining or anything – just observing. I’m not sure if I want things to change – the subtle undercurrent of knowledge about people without interacting with them is kind of interesting to me. And apparently also interesting to Burger King (which is a post on Randy’s blog, who again, I haven’t spoken to much. Hopefully that will change soon, as we develop better ideas at work.)
Anyway, maybe dim sum was a little awkward to me, because we had joked about how we were explicitly not going to meet, even though they like dining at a restaurant that’s a 5 minute walk from our house.
Or maybe it was just awkward for me because this post kept popping into mind during lunch.
fyi: we didn’t know you were going to be there until that morning… i was nervous about it, especially since you were much quieter than i expected but catherine really took the heat off by being so friendly.
speaking of catherine, scooty thinks she’s hot & way out of your league.
ain’t that the beauty of leagues?
whatever. i gave him crap for a) talking about leagues & b) checking out someone else’s wife.
so wait, are you trying to say we didn’t look like what you imagined? specifics, please?
well, a) the wiser among us are comfortable talking about leagues. and b) does that mean he should have been checking out dana instead? he probably did that all morning…
i personally was disappointed that a) you were wearing skinny jeans and b) you looked good in them. i felt i should write an expose’ on you since i had gone into this thinking i had a kindred skinny jean hater in the midst – but no.
hey! those weren’t “skinny” jeans! those are actually bootlegs, proven by the fact that i was wearing boots under them (which you cannot do with skinny jeans).
& no, scooty no longer checks dayna out. he’s used to seeing her in a bikini from all our hawaii trips so he’s become inured to her hotness. unlike me; i find myself constantly looking at her ass in awe & envy.
true hotness is generally not inure-able. he’s probably just become a better actor/liar.
keep in mind, scooty must have unusual tastes in women since he married me. i don’t think he thinks that dayna is THAT hot. he IS more of a boob man than a butt man…
shitballs. i was interested to read chris’ take on our meatspace (HAWESOME word, btw) encounter. i pop over to find out purvey has ratted me out!? dammit! so much for *less* awkward meetings in the future. dayna is certainly hot, and sometimes her ass still takes me by surprise, but i’ve always preferred women with a little more meat on their bones. it was cool to meet you both, though. and little sal.
cris’*
just in case, anyone wants to know what a butt should look like:
http://thesuperficial.com/2007/01/jessica_albas_butt_looks_terri.html
hey! shouldn’t that have been a picture of MY butt, seeing as you’re married to me? although the post does say her butt looks terrible, but it still looks better than mine does on its best day. as does dayna’s–i’m with you on that awe and envy thing, j.
catherine: i’ll vouch for purvey that she hates skinny jeans–we 3 could start our own little club.
okay – i figure catherine knows i’m thinking it, so i’m in trouble anyway – therefore i might as well say it:
Where are the photos (Hawaii trip?) of Dayna’s and Kari’s butts, so we can all compare and contrast and test ourselves as to whether or not it is possible to habituate to their hotness?
huh. next time i see dayna i know what i’ll be checking out.
i didn’t know butts had good days and bad days. heh heh.
was fun meeting you too purvey and scoot. chapo was bummed he missed out on meeting you guys though. and you guys being so close. really put him in a bad mood. purvey lived up to the reputation of picking the best stuff in my book. impeccable dim sum selection.
cracks me up reading scoot referring to purvey as purvey.
boot cut? hmm. i’ll think about it.
dude! you can’t call your own wife “purvey”! (although you get points for liking your women on the big side)
k: the superficial was being sarcastic about alba’s butt. i’m sure the only reason shawn didn’t use a picture of your butt is because he knew he’d get in trouble for posting it (& yes, there ARE pictures of both kari & dayna’s butts from hawaii but they are in a certain person’s private collection).
& i just realized why catherine thinks i was wearing skinny jeans: my ass is so wide that it makes the bottom of the pants look small in comparison.
oh please. wide ass? i don’t think so. it should just occur to you that i have no idea what skinny jeans actually are. having sal i’ve practically been banned from malls and any sort of connection with what’s “in”.
why all this talk about jeans? the only thing i remember about jeans, was how it looked like they were going to get pee’d in when talking about some book. i don’t even know the book.
who is this certain person with a private collection? did they get everything they wanted for xmas or is there room for negotiation?
j:shawn made sure to set me straight about the superficial post. my bad for not reading the whole thing, although reading a post all about jessica alba’s butt seems a little weird.
the hawaii pics were supposedly deleted,that is, IF that certain person even had any pictures. 😉
i don’t remember any “peeing in jeans” stories…
(& while the certain person swore that the aforementioned pictures are either a) merely theoretical or b) deleted, you KNOW he’s lying.)
wasn’t so much stories as much your attempts to bridle your enthusiasm about a book and disappointment around shawn giving up on that book. somehow those attempts translated to some sort of pee pee dance.
oh yeah. that. i have a tendency to dance around like an idiot without realizing it. i’m an excitable little creature.