(no subject)
My friend, Zeke posted this offer in his FB status today:
Ezekiel Hubbard>
sometimes looks at that column of your friends off to the left there and wonders about them - who they are, how you know them, what they're like, and so forth. In the assumption that you may experience something similar when looking at his friends, he has decided it might be fun to invite you to ask for an explanation of any one person who you've encountered while roaming his corner of the Facebook Universe.
Kevin Hughes> I would like to know what your connection is to the mysterious Julie McHoul DeRosa. I offer you one such explaination from my own page in return.
Ezekiel Hubbard> On Julie McHoul DeRosa: I acquired Jules in what I now calculate to have been 1987. She was part of a community of people which included Lara (Coates) Saxton and which frequently convened at the house of Kit Brown in Unionville. I became better acquainted with her in the early 1990's and have managed to remain (mostly) in her good graces ever since. Jules may be surprised to read that she totally rocks, and will always be among my most valued friends. She will think I am jacking her off, but I am not.
TRIVIA: We once formed a pact that if we were still unhappily single at a certain age (the age was stipulated, but I now forget what it was - in all likelihood it was some age that seemed impossibly far off at the time but is probably now only visible in the rearview mirror) we would get married, as sort of a murder-suicide deal, but with domesticity rather than annihilation as the projected outcome. Somehow tangental to this was the idea that she would eventually kill me via a package of poisoned Pecan Sandies®, but I can no longer recall if that was related in any way to the marriage pact. She once had custody of a six-toed cat which I routinely made fun of for its deformity.
You were both in attendance at my wedding reception picnic thing in August 2005.
To which I replied:
Julie McHoul DeRosa> Ha! I am suprised that you remember all that! And, you do know, don't you, that the pecan sandies will be payback for my poor six toed cat and all the cruel jokes you made about his "problem"?
I am honored to be amongst your most valued friends as you are also amongst mine. But, we are pretty lucky it didn't come down to that pact thing. Totally dodged a bullet there! :)
Ezekiel Hubbard> It may not be over yet, Jules. God forbid we both end up single again in 50 years - but if that happens and I still have the means to come after you....
This exchanged delighted me, and made a dreary work day a lot brighter! :)
Ezekiel Hubbard>
sometimes looks at that column of your friends off to the left there and wonders about them - who they are, how you know them, what they're like, and so forth. In the assumption that you may experience something similar when looking at his friends, he has decided it might be fun to invite you to ask for an explanation of any one person who you've encountered while roaming his corner of the Facebook Universe.
Kevin Hughes> I would like to know what your connection is to the mysterious Julie McHoul DeRosa. I offer you one such explaination from my own page in return.
Ezekiel Hubbard> On Julie McHoul DeRosa: I acquired Jules in what I now calculate to have been 1987. She was part of a community of people which included Lara (Coates) Saxton and which frequently convened at the house of Kit Brown in Unionville. I became better acquainted with her in the early 1990's and have managed to remain (mostly) in her good graces ever since. Jules may be surprised to read that she totally rocks, and will always be among my most valued friends. She will think I am jacking her off, but I am not.
TRIVIA: We once formed a pact that if we were still unhappily single at a certain age (the age was stipulated, but I now forget what it was - in all likelihood it was some age that seemed impossibly far off at the time but is probably now only visible in the rearview mirror) we would get married, as sort of a murder-suicide deal, but with domesticity rather than annihilation as the projected outcome. Somehow tangental to this was the idea that she would eventually kill me via a package of poisoned Pecan Sandies®, but I can no longer recall if that was related in any way to the marriage pact. She once had custody of a six-toed cat which I routinely made fun of for its deformity.
You were both in attendance at my wedding reception picnic thing in August 2005.
To which I replied:
Julie McHoul DeRosa> Ha! I am suprised that you remember all that! And, you do know, don't you, that the pecan sandies will be payback for my poor six toed cat and all the cruel jokes you made about his "problem"?
I am honored to be amongst your most valued friends as you are also amongst mine. But, we are pretty lucky it didn't come down to that pact thing. Totally dodged a bullet there! :)
Ezekiel Hubbard> It may not be over yet, Jules. God forbid we both end up single again in 50 years - but if that happens and I still have the means to come after you....
This exchanged delighted me, and made a dreary work day a lot brighter! :)