Well, the day is here. Today is the day I get to meet Spoons, Gobs, True, Tharm, Phantom, and a slew of others. Those are, of course, not their real names. Even if I remembered their real names, it would feel strange calling them by them. I’ve been chatting in a forum for over a year now with these people. We’ve built friendships of varying levels, from tolerating some of them to great a-feck-shun for others.
Some of them have already met each other in person. Many have gone to various events together. With four children and a husband who likes having me around, I haven’t been able to fly all over the country with them. This will be my first time.
I admit, I’m a little nervous. I’m sure that my mental pictures of many of them are completely wrong. I’m imagining True as Kate Jackson, and Phantom as J-Lo. As probably the oldest member of the circle, I wonder how I’ll measure up. Does it matter? I’d like to say no, but it does. A little, anyway.
Two of my brothers met their wives on the Internet. I can’t imagine doing that. While I’m on the verge of overprotective when it comes to my children on the computer, I think I’m savvy enough that I don’t need to have a safety concern. I’ve left all their phone numbers, street addresses, and phone numbers with dh in case something happened. What I anticipate happening is a gaggle of music aficionados getting together for dinner, a concert, and an after-concert party. We’re really a diverse group of people, from the snarky college student in Canada to the professor from Japan with the intelligent posts. All bonded together by our love of good music – specifically, Taylor Hicks’ music. Yes, the Soul Patrol is alive and well. Wooooooooo.
Have you ever met anyone face-to-face from the Internet? How did it go?
