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Monday, October 18, 2004
Consequences & Truth
Stan opened the door to the hanger.
STAN: There's your sub, equipped with all the latest anti-grav, hover technology and advanced weaponry. Have you got a crew?
BLAMB: I'm working on it. I want to make sure that I have the best people. The blog must be freed from Kenny Rogers!
STAN: I still think it seems like a lot of trouble to go through for a silly, little website.
BLAMB: Silly? Little? I would do anything to save that blog, even if it means driving a submarine into a gigantic Kenny Rogers.
STAN: Whatever. How much of what you write there is even true?
BLAMB: It's all true! Funny you should ask, I bumped into Lanie at the AGO yesterday and she asked me how much of what I write is true and how much is "fibs".
STAN: Yeah?
BLAMB: Well, now when she reads this, she'll know that it's all true from experience. Speaking of the truth, something weird happened today.
STAN: Weirder than a giant Kenny Rogers?
BLAMB: Yeah. I worked all weekend and didn't get much sleep last night, so I went to the gym this afternoon, hoping that it would clear my head and give me some energy. Afterwards, I was walking home and a woman -- who I recognised from the gym -- rode up to me on her bike and said, "I saw your picture".
STAN: Isn't that how Blue Velvet starts?
BLAMB: No, I think she says, "I saw your ear."
STAN: No! She asks, "Are you the one who found the ear?"
BLAMB: Shut up and let me tell my story. So, she said, "I saw your picture" and I had no idea what she was talking about and I'm tried to think of where she might have spotted my picture and she said ...
STAN: I saw it on Lavalife.
BLAMB: Yeah. How did you guess?
STAN: Where else is she gonna see it?
BLAMB: Huh. So we walked and chatted for a bit.
STAN: Did you ask her out?
BLAMB: I invited her to beer night.
STAN: What?
BLAMB: My brain was in a thick fog and I don't know if I'm all that interested. She's been at the gym as long as I've been there and she makes a move now because she saw my picture on the internet?
STAN: She put herself out there.
BLAMB: That's true. You know, that might explain a few other odd things that have been going on at the gym. I thought I was getting paranoid.
STAN: Ha ha! Everyone knows you're dating on the internet! How does it feel to be exposed in front of the whole wide world? People are probably pointing at you and talking about you. Doesn't that bother you?
BLAMB: Who cares? If we make it out of Kenny Rogers, I'll just be happy to be alive!
11:12 PM
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