What I did today:
May. 30th, 2007 07:00 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
capri0mniGlossary:
Crossposted from The Mudcat Cafe
Well, I just saw Leadfingers off back toward Maryrrf's place. He arrived just in time, and I knew it was him because he does indeed look just like that chesspiece Micca pointed out to us...
We had a nice chat, then went out toward lunch. I was a bit lacking in my navigation skills, and missed a crucial turn right at the beginning, and didn't see a crucial turn right near the end. So my leg of his holiday was the loop-di-loop portion. Oh well. It gave us more time for chatting -- though, honest, that wasn't my intention (really)! And he should be back to Marryrf's place in time for supper.
He was able to cross me off his Mudcatter's life list, and I could cross him off mine. Now, the only thing left is to get Maryrrf in on our next meeting. Of that, there's no doubt!
That was nice. Even though I wish there was more time (and a chance for all three of us to be together, and actually share some music), I now have a face and a voice to attatch to that anonymous font on the computer screen. And it is quite an ego-boo to be told that you're someone that someone else was determined to meet irl (slight blush).
- Chesspiece, that: (noun) A carved, ivory chesspiece from the twelfth century, on the far right in this photo.
- Leadfingers: (noun: M) A semi-professional folk musician from London, and friend to Maryrrf, on a short visit to America.
- Marryrrf: (noun: F) A semi-professional folk singer from Richmond, Virginia, and friend to Leadfingers, who wishes she had more vacation time from work.
- Mudcatter: (noun) A person who frequents The Mudcat Cafe, an Internet forum dedicated to folk music, blues, and general silliness. See also: 'Catter.
- Micca: (noun: M) Another Mudcatter from England, and friend to Leadfingers.
Crossposted from The Mudcat Cafe
Well, I just saw Leadfingers off back toward Maryrrf's place. He arrived just in time, and I knew it was him because he does indeed look just like that chesspiece Micca pointed out to us...
We had a nice chat, then went out toward lunch. I was a bit lacking in my navigation skills, and missed a crucial turn right at the beginning, and didn't see a crucial turn right near the end. So my leg of his holiday was the loop-di-loop portion. Oh well. It gave us more time for chatting -- though, honest, that wasn't my intention (really)! And he should be back to Marryrf's place in time for supper.
He was able to cross me off his Mudcatter's life list, and I could cross him off mine. Now, the only thing left is to get Maryrrf in on our next meeting. Of that, there's no doubt!
That was nice. Even though I wish there was more time (and a chance for all three of us to be together, and actually share some music), I now have a face and a voice to attatch to that anonymous font on the computer screen. And it is quite an ego-boo to be told that you're someone that someone else was determined to meet irl (slight blush).
