Friday, May 15, 2009
Received an email from someone who asked not to be named:
Hi, I read your blog daily and think about some of the thing you write about. If you don't have plans tonight, want to meet me at some random dive bar so I can pick your brain? I'm not going to be some hookup, I have a boyfriend, don't think I have any needs missing and would like to see who you are. You can write about it, but no details about who I am or what my site is. I live in __________, lots of bars to check out. 9ish? LMK.
I replied, asking her what information is acceptable to write about, if anything is worthwhile; no names, no blog links, no age, no specific location. Honestly, I'm sort of in the mood to fly solo tonight, but I'll take an hour or three to visit a visitor and see how she ticks. Since it is obvious there's going to be no funny business (not that I would ever make that assumption, anyway), it should be a nice cocktail-or-beer with a cowriter.
To be honest, she's never commented on here as far as I know. I don't believe I've commented on her blog. Oh and I just found out that LMK means Let Me Know, I'm learning these things.