Wednesday, May 21, 2008

I am a Stalker

So, I was reading this blog one day and it mentioned something about the author meeting her stalker.  Well, I had to find out who this stalker was, so I clicked on over to her blog.   To my complete joy and utter disbelief, I discovered my mind twin, right here in my wee little neighborhood.    We had so much in common, especially our adeptness at internet stalking.    I read her posts and felt like she had performed the elusive Peruvian mind swaggle on me and stolen my thoughts directly from my head.  And in case you didn't get the other part, she was right in my neighborhood.

So, my stalking of Megan began.   She would be my friend, oh yes, she would.   I emailed her to tell her all of these scary thoughts of mine and gave her a link to my myspace page (because that's all I had at the time) so she could see that I was not, in fact, a big, hairy man trying to seduce her under suspicious circumstances.  When I read her reply email, I instantly died, entered a weird fourth dimension where these kind of things happen all the time and then came back to life.  She told me that when she looked at my myspace pictures, she recognized the picture of my cat.    I mean who could forget a cat with a name like Richard Parker anyway?  SHE WAS MY DOWNSTAIRS NEIGHBOR AT ARBOR STATION!

For those of you who don't know, Arbor Station was the apartment complex Jeremy and I had lived in during hurricane Katrina.  They were COMPLETELY destroyed.  See picture for proof of this.  I instantly remembered the couple that had lived under us.  The young lawyer and his wife and new baby.  I even remembered their cat, Edie.    They were about the same age as us, and we had always meant to invite them up for dinner or drinks...and then...

And then everything changed in a day for all of us.  We all lost our homes and were scattered like the wind that had compelled the ocean to rise and claim all of our possessions and some of our lives.



I had often wondered about that couple and then three years later, I found her through a blog, a blog of a person who lives nowhere near me, and knows nothing about our story of the storm.  Coincidence?  I don't think so.

Megan is a very busy girl with two small boys to tend to, but to top it all off, she is also a super blogger and I'm going to pick her brain at the park in two days.   If we can manage to have a real conversation with the chi'ren running around.

Lesson:  Stalking isn't always so bad, as long as you're nice and don't possess a criminal record or a hairy back.  Mmmkay? 

5 comments:

BOSSY said...

Bossy says 'Hello from the Stalkee!'
Isn't Megan the bomb?

PS love lurve loff your bike.

Jillian said...

Wowee! Hi, and yes she is....pinning her down is just the hard part. One busy woman she is!

PS. iii LOVE your blog!

Krista said...

Wow, that's really something. That just shows how you always have to behave, because you're bound to run into somebody you know... whether in real life, or in cyberspace. What a small world we live in.

mindcaster said...

awesome

Velveteen Mind - Megan said...

You pinned me!

I totally needed a stalker.

I'll be sure to keep my blinds open for you.

BTW, if I'm stalking Bossy, and you are stalking me, does that make you one or two degrees of separation from stalking Bossy? And since I once stalked John Cusack... exactly when do we all go to jail?