December 14, 2004
...to My Wondering Eyes...
I received a cellphone call today from davidmsc, my Montana blogbuddy. Right out of the blue, as I was imbedded in Trafficjam Hell. How cool is that? Kelley read me the fricking riot act for posting my cellphone number, and, humbled, I took it down. But the more industrious writ it down early, and now they can mercilessly funk with me.
Good hearing from you, David. You still the Man.
Ah...and not so long ago, you posted your number in my comments. WTF?
Posted by: Sadie at December 14, 2004 11:58 PMGood talking with you, V-Man -- although I'm puzzled by the New York accent you were sporting.
Posted by: david at December 15, 2004 6:43 AMI still think that odd as well, David. Clearly no one really knows or at this point questions Velociman, given his well-crafted heritage, but I shall continue to wonder...
Posted by: Key at December 15, 2004 2:05 PMI thought I sounded like Jed Clampett.
Posted by: Velociman at December 15, 2004 2:10 PMWell, sure, Jed Clampett if he had moved his millionaire ass to the Upper West Side of Manhattan and partied with Donald Trump and Paris Hilton.
Posted by: david at December 15, 2004 2:19 PM"the more industrious writ it down early", huh? Well, I guess I'm a slacker. Again. Shit...
Got it down this time, though.
Posted by: zonker at December 15, 2004 6:46 PM