I am interrupting Supermodel Summer to make mention of the fact that after 16 years of internet-knowing Tony Pierce I finally met him.  In a purely accidental and random magnificent way.

There was really no time to talk which was a shame because out of all the blog-peeps I've know, he would definitely be the one I would want to sit down and talk to at length.

16 years.

I met Tony during dial-up times.  When we were poets.  Tony was the reason I started a blog.  Probably the catalyst for the writing I'm doing today.  We go way back.

And I met him for the first time last night.

I hugged and kissed him several times instead, shouting his name in his face.  It was nice.

Tony. tony. Tone.

p.s. I'm not Asian. lol.


tony said…

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