Kelly Richards: The picture of Bob posted this morning reminded me that I saw him at the NI Fair last night. (It’s so strange to run into people in the real world that you know only from the internet, kind of like the people you see in magazines and think you know, but you don’t.) I quickly decided not to introduce myself as Bob doesn’t know me, right? And he looked like he was already involved in a nice conversation. Only later did it occur to me that my photo has been posted here a few times, too, so maybe I wouldn’t be a complete stranger. Darn. Opportunity lost. I imagine we could have had a great conversation!
UBob (reviewing the North Idaho Fair): Overall, the North Idaho fair sucked. It was rinkydink. I thought the Spokane County Fair was an exercise in hickiness. But the North Idaho fair was rubeoriffic. The beer garden was ok. The little kids racing 65cc motocross bikes weren’t bad, especially when they had nasty wrecks. But the small display halls and stupid stinky draft horses and idiot volunteers were just too much for my aesthetics, man, not groovy. The stick food saved it. (For the complete comment, click here.)
DFO: Believe it or not, I’ve never met UBob in person either. Or even talked to him on the phone. If I saw him at a public place, I’d probably pull a Henry Stanley on him — you know, “Dr. Livingston, I presume.” In this case, I’d have to go with “UBob” or simply “Bob” instead of Livingston, of course.