So there I was, sitting in this English Pub, when I see her walk in the door. She looks familiar, but all I can think of is maybe I saw her picture somewhere. Then it hits me. It's Blondie, our moderator! I think to myself, "Do I play it cool
and not tell her I am there or do I surprise her and tell her who I am?" Since she was expecting me, I told her.
One thought did seem to keep running through my mind, though. "How could I get her into my car?" Just kidding, SpecOps.
Let me be the first to say that, while her pictures look good, you should really see her in person.
Time passed quickly last night and I made it home without falling asleep at the wheel. Being on the West Coast while the body is on East Coast time really does a number on you when a hot looking moderator is holding your attention until late into the night.
If any of you ever cross paths with Blondie, DO NOT challenge her to a game of darts! She's good--at darts, I mean. Wow! What a night!
And to those of you who will only dream of meeting her,
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Contrary to popular belief, knowledge is not power. Without wisdom, knowledge is useless.



Let me be the first to say that, while her pictures look good, you should really see her in person.


If any of you ever cross paths with Blondie, DO NOT challenge her to a game of darts! She's good--at darts, I mean. Wow! What a night!





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Contrary to popular belief, knowledge is not power. Without wisdom, knowledge is useless.
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