Small World
So yesterday I decide to go to the Gin Mill and have a beer and scratch out story ideas. While I was in there Larry showed up and we shot the breeze a bit. Then he said that Donnis should be showing up. "I know Donnis..." I said. See, the funny thing is that I've known both of these folks for a couple of years, but I didn't know they knew each other. I had airbrushed this mailbox for her (pictured - a gift for her folks). We had talked a lot here and there, and I would tell her about my adventures, including taking care of some trucker's dog while he was on the road. That was Larry I was talking about. Long story short, it turns out they're good friends, but we didn't realize we all knew each other, so it was funny when we put it all together. They've both been independently threatening to take me to play golf (I'm not a golfer). My fate is probably sealed now though (you'll want to play through, I reckon).