It has been published, interviewed, and confirmed by more than one reliable source that we bloggers are not real. This made for an interesting dimension on the weekend when my loved one and I set out in really cold weather to enjoy some refreshments with Reymond et al, Donn and goodladywife, and Within/without. Call me crazy, but I swear the cat was no optical illusion. It was furreal.
But the humans- that's where things got tricky.
Donn was a lot taller than I'd remembered from our other memorable times together.
Rey was real the first time we'd met him, but since then he has crossed the great divide and become a blogger. That made it confusing for me.
WW seemed real. He was very tolerant of Donn tormenting him mercilessly about writing a "women's issue" blog. To me it was a thinly veiled, intentional segue for Donn's obsession with double "D" implants. (which clearly, are not real).
Brian has got to be real, blogger or not. Either that or some shrewd small-town prowler keeps dumping raunchy work-out gear into my laundry hamper when I'm not looking.
The dips were REALly good. Which I know for sure from the punishing, garlicky heartburn that I bore with great pleasure all night long.
So, like I said, its hard to rely on one's will to believe when my line of vision is flooded with bona fide people.
Then again, maybe only figments of an overactive imagination would venture out after dark into temperatures of MINUS FORTY BELOW!!!!!