tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11386084.post112169878196058817..comments2023-11-05T05:21:10.829-05:00Comments on Kicked Puppies: Chillaxing With The IdiotThe Village Idiothttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12925506643169793124noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11386084.post-1122101778449327382005-07-23T02:56:00.000-04:002005-07-23T02:56:00.000-04:00Oh. My. GAWD. You met Dave? I've only been to like...Oh. My. GAWD. You met Dave? I've only been to like 19 DMB shows (with the two LA ones coming up next month) and I haven't met the dude! I'm seriously jealous of you at this very moment (though, I'm happy to hear of your wife's coolness in front of my future husband Dave).<BR/><BR/>Actually, I came close to meeting him once. When I went to the Gorge back in 2002 (my first time going), I was cruising Seattle with some friends (one who lives there). She decided to surprise our carload of girls by taking us to a special spot. Where was it? Dave's house! And guess who was standing out front on the sidewalk? Yep, my future husband Dave himself! No one had a camera, and all of us went silent. After driving a few houses further, we all screamed in unison. So, I may not have met Dave, but he's seen me. <BR/><BR/>I think this might make me a stalker. LOLMeganhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00994974215546801902noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11386084.post-1121797349906720302005-07-19T14:22:00.000-04:002005-07-19T14:22:00.000-04:00You're welcome!(I know who I am. I am me.)You're welcome!<BR/><BR/>(I know who I am. I am me.)Badaunthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13421084688117792172noreply@blogger.com