Spotted!

Spotted!

On Saturday night I went to a party in Brooklyn with Wales and Ontario. We were sitting in one part of the apartment and talking with each other when a guy approached us very slowly. He came up to me and said to me very softly, “Excuse me… are you Tin Man?” Wales and Ontario looked at me. They have no idea I have a blog. As far as they were concerned, the guy might as well have been saying, “The Eagle rises at midnight.” So I got up and went over to another part of the room and talked with the guy and it turns out that he reads my blog and had noticed me earlier and had been pretty sure it was me. His boyfriend was with him, and the boyfriend said that this was the first time he’d heard of this blog thing, and he might have to check it out. I think I said something stupid like, “Well, don’t worry, it’s not a porn type of thing.”

They were on their way out the door, so after they left I went back to Wales and Ontario and told them it was just a friend of a friend.

Anyway, I feel like such a celebrity now.

One thought on “Spotted!

  1. Hey there, didn’t mean to freak you out. It surprised me as much as it did you that I recognized you. How did you like happening Wburg?

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