It's a Teenchy Little World

Tapping away on my snazzy little Asus EeePC, writing an earth-shattering post about a movie I love (ok, so perhaps it's not earth-shattering), I am disturbed by a phonecall from Mr Doyle, who wonders where on the bus I am sitting. Why? Well, apparently some weirdo on Twitter has spotted me in the real world. I look around and see no faces I recognise (which is odd, I guess, as I get this bus quite often). I look around again and fail to notice the Fluffy badge on a young, bespectacled face a few rows back. I give up in my search, I tell Doyle to go away and stop bothering me, and I return to my blog post.

Moments later, the polite, bespectacled person is beside me, excuses himself and asks if the seat beside me is free. I spot the mark of the devil blogger upon his lapel – the Fluffy badge (I got to get me one of those) and I finally get to meet the Shanachie face to face.

We chatted easily and freely (a certain group blog featured heavily in the conversation) and the journey flew by. We mentioned a potential meet at some stage as discussed here already and then we said goodbye. His farewell of “Sorry if I freaked you out” as he descended the stairs garnered a number of odd looks for my fellow passengers, which just added to my enjoyment.

Mr Shanachie, Sir, it was a pleasure meeting you. I am actually fairly sure I have spotted you before around town and next time, I'll be sure to say hello.

Update: I posted this prior to reading the Shanachie's post. Tee, and furthermore, hee!