It’s not every day that i meet for dinner people that I’ve never met before. But it was a blogger’s blind date of sorts that brought Ann and me to a restuarant where we found CK, Sean, and Matt.
We were bloggers every one.
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What is it about bloggers that makes conversation so natural? . . . Have you noticed?
Have you seen what happens when we meet? . . . a hug — even the shy ones, the I’m not Kumbayah ones seem to have that part down.
A lack of small talk seems to be the hallmark of wuch a grand event.
Like a first date, after dinner, we went walking, and picking up a detail said in passing ealier, Sean pointed out an Internet Cocoa Bar. We inside for an after dinner conversation about the world, each other, and how telephones work.
At one point we remarked that the little shop would be perfect place to take a first date to extend as evening — just the right amount of intimate, casual, and romantic.
It was exactly what we had done.
Blogger relationships seem to come easy . . . like talking over real hot chocolate in a fabulous chocolate bar?
Sweet.
