I say the darnedest things. That must be why people are compelled to create imaginary conversations between me and them. Some are based on real-life events, while some are complete horseshit.
My BFF, Mike Valentino, continues his series of conversations with me with this gem of a transcript. Now if Mike ever did give me his actual number, we would be able to have hot phone sex, and I could charge money for that transcript. I'll keep you posted.
And my web stats service tells me that, elsewhere in the blogosphere, one of my self-proclaimed "fanboys" encapsulates several short accidental encounters that he had with me Thursday night. I went to go see Lauren Yee's Ching Chong Chinaman at Impact Theatre in Berkeley with Tim Bauer and Marisela Orta, and was approached by a dude who has stalked me online before. Now here he was in person. His recall of that evening's events begins halfway down this page under the heading "Person goes to get water from the water cooler" and continues to the point in which I demanded he get into my car.
And look! Shia LaBeouf is eating a banana!