I went to Darwinfish Fry and all I got was a lousy photo of the bathroom
Remember when I wrote about that fancy DSLR camera I bought? And how I was so super jazzed to use it at any given moment? Well, prepared Cassie brought it to the Darwinfish Fry. The scatter-brained, crazy, cluttered-mouth Cassie took a photo of the bathroom. And that’s it. The bathroom.
But it’s not just any bathroom. No! It’s a fancy bathroom. Meant for lovers of the same gender. Or really close friends who enjoy sharing bodily functions together. Or someone who enjoys watching a toilet as they use the toilet. Either way, the lighting was romantic and it had both Carly and I scratching our heads.
And that was my own personal start for the Darwinfish Fry!
Of course Carly and I were the first to arrive. I had sent her a text earlier in the day asking her when she’d be by the house so we could drive up together. After she asked me what time I’d like her there, I told her it’d take us 45 minutes plus factoring in the “Cassie sucks at directions and will inevitably get lost” issue, I told her an hour would be relatively fair.
We got there 20 minutes early. That gave us plenty of time to marvel at the beautiful bathroom. I mean, this thing, clearly, was pretty fantastic.
In the main dining room, there was a long table, assuming, for us.
Bluz was the first to arrive. He looked exactly as I had imagined, sounded exactly as I had imagined and was just as genuine and kind as I had imagined. Funny, charismatic, and everything that he is in his blog. He is just simply one cool dude.
DG and husband Dan (frequent commenters on Bluz’s blog) were next. Can I just say how fun they are? Dan is just a barrel full of energy and reminds me a lot of myself. Just loves conversation, people and life in general. DG is clearly his match. She’s fun, honest and really, REALLY needs to start a blog of her own.
Cher and Rich were next, from AskCherlock. First of all, I have to say this: In life, you rarely meet someone who is 100% pure kindness, but yesterday I had the honor of meeting two. Cher and Rich are two people who clearly love each other very much. There were times where I would just sit back and watch them; their mannerisms, the way they would touch, the way they looked at each other in the eyes…it was breathtaking. Just breathtaking. I hope Matt and I can be like that, too.
While in the midst of asking about if it was true that Carpetbagger had converted an old bar into a house, in he walked with Mrs. Bagger. I had the privelege of sitting next to Mrs. Bagger, however, Mr. Bagger sat next to her and since it was one long table, I only got to share a few words with him. From what I got from him, though, was he’s freaking awesome. And all right in my book. Mrs. Bagger is seriously an interesting person. Not only is she strikingly beautiful, but she is amazingly intellectual and compassionate, especially when it comes to her dog. I can dig it.
In came The Bitches. (And seriously, I’m allowed to say that.) Hot Mama and Hot Papa were the first in. Wormy and el preggo Mindbling were next in with their men. They added instant energy and are just as fun as they write. In fact, being able to have met them in person, I read their writings totally differently now, if that make sense? I found out some funny things about Hot Mama that I never knew and I’m not sure if I’m able to repeat such information, so just know it made me giggle and felt an instant connection.
I also learned why Wormy’s name is Wormy. And while she may say it’s not so interesting, I thought it was. Seriously.
Mindbling looks damn good for being due in 6 weeks. I mean, DAMN GOOD. (No, I don’t swing that way, she just carries that kid frigging amazingly.) I wish her the best of luck, from one Mom to another.
Now, please know, I get a little excited when I get the opportunity to speak with adults that aren’t family or sick, which is pretty much never. I’m really not an obnoxious person. Usually. Nor do I try to be rude. So apologies to anyone who may have gotten that impression from me. Like I said, I get excited to talk to people that aren’t under 3, sick and/or delirious, or related. Perhaps some people are just better left in writing, er, me. Either way, I had a fantastic time yesterday. I was so happy to have met everyone. Really and truly.
It’s a strange little world of blogging friends, isn’t it? But oh so worth it.