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So..uh.. I think I had my Joe Jackson moment with you this past weekend. I think I saw you this weekend apple picking, but I was not sure it was you. I said to my wife, "I think I know this guy, his face looks familiar".. and then you walked up the parking lot, I even said hello and you looked like you did not want to be bothered. It was a surreal moment for me anyway.... I was with my family and you were with yours. Tell me I'm not crazy! Next time I'll say something else, I chickened out.
Posted by: MEK | October 03, 2011 at 08:11 AM
Ha. Yeah, that was me, but I don't remember anyone saying hello. I was also in a fog of seasonal allergies. Sorry. You should have persisted.
Posted by: Alex in NYC | October 03, 2011 at 09:13 AM
Next time I will,like I said I was not entirely sure it was you. But then I saw the CBGB shirt and then I kind of knew...like I said I was not sure it would be like approaching Joe Jackson or even Lou Reed on the street...I realized you were with your family, I hesitated shouting out, Hey-Flaming Pablum! My family would have looked at me funny...
Posted by: MEK | October 04, 2011 at 08:20 AM