Mysterious stranger II: Attack of the 'rones
When tall dark and ugly meets short, pale and hot :)
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It was me; I am the one armed man. A very lucky one armed man I am too. Not only because I happen to have two arms but because I (and my parents) got to meet, in person, the hottest, most intelligent, eloquent, humourous and well loved (by anyone worth a damn) JU blogger. This is only the second time I've meet someone from the internet and I've been lucky both times. As you well know when you meet someone from the internet there is always a chance they are:
A) A psychopathic sexually deviant transsexual truck driver called Barry with a taste for human flesh.
A 13 year old pathological liar using a false identity.C) Exactly what they said they are.
Of course I actually fit into categories A and B (tasting notes to come) however Texas Wahine is firmly in the C category (though, of course, she is a lot better looking than she thinks she is or pixels could convey). She is everything they say she is on the packet on much more.
I also had the honour of meeting her wonderful family. Adrian is truly what in the Australian vernacular would be called a "top bloke". He has a great sense of humour and is just a really nice guy. I was pretty pissed off that he was being deployed to Iraq before I meet him but now I'm livid. If anything happens to him out there I might have to deploy the "Girly Fists of Fury ™" on those responsible, that is of course if "Firmly Fixed Feet of Fear ™" don't kick in first
It is nice to know that Brandie is with a deserving guy. I see an awful lot of great women with stupid guys I just want to smack around with the aforementioned GFF. It was fun to see them playfully teasing each other in the same way TW has conveyed in her articles. They’re a cute couple, but in good way not in an “Oh god get me a bucket!” way.Her kids are sweet too and are just as she has described them on her blog. They were quite shy when I first met them. This shows that Brandie has obviously taught them about stranger danger. You don't get much stranger than me. Later on though they relaxed and were willing to talk to my parents and I. Budding musician Xavier and I had little chat about the how to choose an electric guitar (My boring pragmatic tonal considerations versus Xavier more exciting aesthetic ones lead me to believe he'd have done well in an 80's rock band). Orian (that’s Or-re-an not O-ryan as I originally thought) who is learning to read was engrossed in our guide to Oahu out of which he read the words currently in his growing vocabulary. He has inspired me to learn to read and write so I can finally dispose of this god awful speech to sex….sextant… texan…*ahem* TEXT!! program. Bloody Mircosoft...
Anyway it was great to meet you Brandie. I highly recommend an in-the-flesh visit to any interested JUers - even if it means selling off a portion of your liver to get out to Hawaii. My best wishes go out to you and your family.
Possibly more photos to come of both my trip to Hawaii and of course my visit with TW. At the moment jet lag has robbed me of my will to scan or resize.
P.S. She isn't really that short nor am I that tall, that part of my sub headline is merely "poetic" licence.
(It's just a phrase, I'm not calling anyone a worm.)
Honestly though I had more than enough to admire above the neckline (non-physical attributes as well) and I'm no SNAG either unless that stands for Sleazy Neolithic Adolescent Guy.
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