Every time I read about a blogger hanging out with an equally cool blogger and doing something cool, I feel jealous. But then I have to remind myself that there’s probably people out there who are a tad jealous anytime I write about Jeff and I catching a Broadway show, or meeting Mike for drinks at the Duplex, or collaborating with Andy and Sparky on Culturebot.org (oh, have I written about that yet?)…
Yep, that’s right. There are those of us who seem to be man-repellent and are poor who are indeed envious of your adventures with your boyfriend and others. 🙂
Jere | 11 Feb 2004
i live vicariously through you Matt. Seriously. if you didn’t keep a blog, I wouldn’t know what to think about when I masturbate.
david | 14 Feb 2004oh, and here’s a role reversal for you Matt. I’ve taken a lover and he lives in — are you ready for this — Kirksville. I think about you every time I drive up there, past the Wal Marts and Casey’s General Stores and the Kum and Go. It’s the closest I’ve ever felt to being cryogenically frozen. How’d you survive it?
david | 14 Feb 2004
…”there’s probably people out there who are a tad jealous anytime I write …”
Yer dern tootin’. Ya pals ’round with some mighty fine fellers doin’ some terrifically excitin’ thangs and ya got a hotter than tabascy sauce boyfriend. Life don’t get mo’ better than that. So jest keep on scrawlin’ away ’bout it all. Thanky.
Chris | 15 Feb 2004
I’ve only ever met one other blogger, while I was back home in New Orleans, and he isn’t even doing his personal site anymore. I don’t know a single one who lives in Los Angeles (and there must be oodles), and I don’t think any of the blogs I regularly read are L.A.-based. That never really occurred to me until reading this post …
Chuck | 11 Feb 2004