And the countdown begins.
In somewhat around an hour or so, I'll be meeting "in real" someone I've only spoken to on the telephone previously - and mostly met online in several "hack and slay" MMORPG games.
Geraldo is from Brazil - he works for THE ENEMY (Halliburton!!!!??!!!) and is far, far too nice of a person to be working for the EVIL EMPIRE!
Anyhow, The EVIL EMPIRE sent him up here for a few days to meet with other agents of the EVIL EMPIRE, and he's got a free pass for this afternoon, evening and tomorrow A.M. - so we're gonna have a lot of fun and eat too much and play video games and laugh our asses off.
Don't you wish that was really possible? The laughing one's ass off part? Like - the more you laugh, the smaller your ass gets? How cool would that be?
But I digress.
This isn't the first time I've met an online friend - I've met dozens, and up until now the furthest away was a guy from the Netherlands. A very TALL guy named Ron. VERY tall. But I've got friends in the UK, friends in most of the corners of the US (nobody really from Granolaworld - You know, California? What isn't fruits and nuts is flakes?) and even a couple in OZ and NZ.
And I'm not afraid of any of them. Which weirds out some of my not-so-Net friends.
I just figure there's as much chance of one of my net friends being a schitzoprhenic, mass-murdering psychopath as there is of me meeting the same type in a bar or the grocery market. They say John Wayne Gacy was a birthday clown...
So like... if I'm dead tomorrow, I may have to wait a while to post.