Secret Agent Fred and I went out for drinks and, eventually, pizza with longtime mrpeenee commenter Salty Miss Jill the other night. She had blown in from the big city and I was delighted to meet her: she is both salty and sweet and I like meeting the people who bestir themselves to comment here. It makes their sassy insolence seem more heartfelt. Plus did I mention she was charming? We wound up in the bar for a couple of hours talking blogger talk. SMJ has allowed her blog to fall fallow and I was encouraging her to hit the keyboard once again. I think there are just never enough amusing bloggers out there. How else am I supposed to waste my time?
Also, she revealed that she had a waitressing past with teeny-tiny pornster Samuel Colt, which I think alone requires extensive blog coverage.