September 22, 2006

Jim Was Here

Filed under: The Neighborhood — Brian @ 6:33 am

Now that he’s said it, I can say it plainly. (I know, I didn’t give you long to work on the puzzle posts. It’s a fine balance I walk over here.)

Last night, I opened the front door to a man who greeted me with an, “Are you Brian?”

After confirming our respective identities to each other’s satisfaction (“uh – yeah, that looks like the guy in Eric’s recent photos.” “Uh – yeah, that guy, um, knew my name…”) he came on in.

It’s funny having a person you’ve never met before stop by after dark to spend the night. I was explaining the upcoming visitor to the kids the other day and they asked who he was. “He’s one of the guys we met on the Internet” I said. And then started to stumble over myself trying to explain why it was OK with *this* guy from the Internet, but not a good general rule to have random Internet people stop by.

But it was nice to hang around with Jim for a little while.

Now he’s off to the next mystery location.

Don’t ask. I won’t tell.



  1. My thoughts exactly as I tried to explain to my teenage daughters why it was okay for me to have lunch with an internet “stranger” but how they are not even allowed in chat rooms. ;-) Glad you all enjoyed your visit.

    Comment by gwynne — September 22, 2006 @ 9:52 am

  2. You mean you let him in the house!? *gasp*

    That guy sure gets around, doesn’t he?

    Comment by Eric — September 22, 2006 @ 11:52 am

  3. That sounds like a conversation I’d have liked to hear, Gwynne. Just how did you make that make sense? (I certainly failed, but my eldest is only 6…)

    Of course we let him in the house! He seems like such a nice guy, and I’ve been reading his stuff on the Internet for months, now. What’s the problem? Help me out, here, Gwynne!

    Best part: he likes our mailboxes. Something about their being installed at the proper height and distance from the curb…

    Comment by Brian — September 22, 2006 @ 6:58 pm

  4. At least their not cluster boxes, dude. Those things STINK!

    Comment by Jim — September 22, 2006 @ 7:15 pm

  5. Oops: they’re.

    Oh, and hey. I think you still have my Colorado windbreaker. You had your eyes on that thing, I could tell. It was the ripped lining that won you over, wasn’t it?

    Comment by Jim — September 22, 2006 @ 7:16 pm

  6. It does have a certain character to it, Jim, now that you mention it…

    I should stop hanging guests’ coats in the coat closet. This is not the first time one’s been left behind there. We’ll get it back to you.

    Comment by Brian — September 23, 2006 @ 7:29 am

  7. Brian, I think I had to resort to using the word “minister” in there somewhere. Plus, we did not “meet” in a chat room and we all know that chat rooms are the brothels of the internet, while blogs are the Sunday school classes. Something like that. I’m not sure my “argument” was convincing. At all. ;-)

    Comment by gwynne — September 24, 2006 @ 2:50 pm

  8. I feel like I should be able to make a wisecrack about the brothels/sunday school thing, but anything that comes to mind will get me in more trouble than I’m looking for tonight…

    Comment by Brian — September 24, 2006 @ 7:53 pm

  9. Yep, best we leave that one alone. :-)

    Comment by gwynne — September 25, 2006 @ 5:11 pm

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