Link Whore
From: [Name deleted. Someone I've never before encountered.]
Subject: [The Name of His Blog]
Date: February 17, 2006 5:40:47 PM PST
To: danny@dadgonemad.com
Yo, Danny,
I won't tell you who I'm having dinner with in a few weeks because your head will explode.
However, let's trade links and I'll mention your blog to the Goddess.
No more hints than that.
All the best,
[Name Deleted]
On Feb 17, 2006, at 7:47 PM, Danny Evans wrote:
If you're breaking bread with Barney, I'll shit.
On Feb 17, 2006, at 6:21 PM, [Name Deleted] wrote:
Sorry, I only break bread with the most babelicious blog-babes on the Internet. And, yes, you will shit, but I'll send you a special unpublished photograph of me and the Bloggiest Babe to ever Blog a blog at no charge, just because I'm such a nice guy.
And, p.s. your cute little "go away" story is nothing, NOTHING compared to my sweet little Sarah, Light of my Life who, after charming the cashier at the ice cream store looked around and said "Hey, where's the other fat lady who works here."
The temperature in the ice cream store dropped a few degrees.
All the best,
[Name Deleted]
Kids, they should be edible.
On Feb 17, 2006, at 8:24 PM, Danny Evans wrote:
[Name Deleted], my brother, I'm not a link whore. I've read your blog. I like it. But I'm not linking to it until you name the blog babe at issue and describe the circumstances under which you'll meet her.
DE
On Feb 17, 2006, at 8:35 PM, [Name Deleted] wrote:
OK, my curious George, sit down and hold on to your hat.
Do you remember a posting you made? Oh, about June of '05. You were in a bar and you thought you saw...OMG..could it be HER?
Slight of build, light brown hair, dog named Chuck, husband Jon. Who could it be, who could it be?
While your at it, check out the definitions for "dooced" in the Urban Dictionary, especially Number 4.
Oh, yeah, you'll get your picture. But you'll have to crop out the Sackmeister, not that I mind.
Regards,
[Name Deleted]
On Feb 17, 2006, at 8:36 PM, Danny Evans wrote:
How is it that you have arranged to break bread with the queen of the internet?
On Feb 17, 2006, at 8:50 PM, [Name Deleted] wrote:
Ah, tis a long story, my envious little friend, and to be quite frank, hell if I know! Well, that's not entirely true. Heather and I have been exchanging email for a couple of years and it's only that she's going to be in Austin which is 3 hours away that we made the connection.
However, your posting cracked me up to the max which is why I wrote you. Yes, I think that Heather is all that you described, and more. She's a very special blogger person, human being, mother, dog protector, photographer, author and artist. There must be more and I'll let others fill in the cracks.
So, she mentioned in her blog that she'd be in Austin and I wrote and said something stupid like Texas ain't THAT big (which is a lie, because Texas IS that big) and she said "cool." And dinner and photographs are to follow.
She linked to my blog, once, and my little obscure hit counter went from 10 hits per day to 6000. I thought Statcounter had gone berserk. I blogged about it which got picked up by the Urban Dictionary. Subsequently I wrote Dooce about the incident and it cracked her up. That's my job, isn't it?
And that's the story. I bought a 2 Gb memory stick for the occasion. I plan to use it up.
[Name Deleted]
On Feb 17, 2006, at 9:08 PM, Danny Evans wrote:
You know I'm going to have to blog about this exchange, right?
I know people love Dooce, and that's great because she's got a good website and she's pretty, but ummmm, obsessed much? This guy is seriously mentally unhinged and if I were Heather, I'd get a restraining order. But, by all means, link this guy - we could all use a little extra comic-relief during the work week.
Kids, they should be edible.
There's a reason why tigers eat their young...
So that's what it takes, huh.
Danny you are awesome!
Or, you know, you could just do what I did and ask to talk to her hubby:
http://www.dadcentric.com/2006/02/dad_o_the_week_.html
maybe someone should forward this link to heather? i think she should know who she's meeting up with!
I wrote an entire tribute to her on my blog ('cause I'm a suck up and was looking for that 6000 hits a day thing maybe) and I emailed her the link and didn't hear a peep. But she's been so busy, first San Fran and then Amsterdam and all that. She was probably walking in Amsterdam thinking "Damn! I totally forgot to reply to that JustLinda email before I left. Shoot. Jon, REMIND me. Please?"
That's what I'm thinkin' anyway....
The guy sounds like a stalker, but hey... if you can get thousands of millions of hits, then you can put the ads back up.
Yea.
If I ever make it on Letterman, I'll put in a good word for you.
I don't think he sounds like a stalker, I think he sounds like a guy who's excited about meeting someone he admires (and apparently someone who admires him). He also sounds like a guy who knew DGM would appreciate the story, as he had read and appreciated DGM's story of mistaken Dooce identity.
I promise y'all, if was gonna be meeting Dooce(and I won't be, as she doesn't know I exist), I'd be stopping people on the street to tell them.
never met dooce, but my friend did (she lives in amsterdam) and i STILL stop people on the street and tell them. i mean, she has pictures of MY FRIENDS on her flickr site! i am ONE STEP removed from this level of coolness!
but maybe you should use this guy to get your OWN meeting with heather... and then you'll stop mistaking her for butch lesbians in a bar.
What is wrong with you people?
This post leaves me thinking..."Hmmmm, I'm not sure that I get it".
Wow she really is all powerful. I wonder does she actually have to type her blog, or just think it.
Who ISN'T obsessed with her??
OMG! I love dooce too. I often unconciously mimic her style of writing, she's that good. I hope he sends you an autographed pic.
Mostly I'm dropping a comment to close the italics tag. Sheesh -- a little help somebody?
Listen: I compared Dooce to Amber Valletta, and demonstrated it with pictures, and she never linked to me. I'm sure it has something to do with her irrational fear that a blog about christian orthodoxy and the Gopspel might accidentally steal some readers from her blog about, well, the exact opposite on every subject.
Ok -- maybe not.
It's one of those shining moments of my blogging career that I spelled "Gospel" "Gopspel". Thank you.
This is just way too weird. I guess I didn't realize she was such a celeb. But People, really...so is Michael Jackson, you know?
i don't know--is it ME? i mean, if some dude read my blog and then wanted to meet me for dinner, I'd kinda be like, "Uh...no. Don't think so. Do I know you?"
And if she gets a load of THIS, she should really consider bringing a can of mace.