I used to make fun of people who met on the internet. If you were to tell me five years ago, that you met your sweet spouse or best friend via one of the internet's social spots, I would have stared at you blankly. Then I'd have a good pee shiver and say to myself, "that's creepy."
Turns out I have a handful of great friends who -- brace yourself -- have all been met through this here social spot called the blogger. I've gone from eye-ball-rolling and "that's creepy," to gaze-up-at-the heavens and "that's wonderful!" (Grammatically, that sentence blew giant chunks, but oh well. It's stayin.)
The first time I met one of my internet blogger buddies in person, the Spouse cocked one of his eyebrows and looked at me sideways. He was sure I had lost it (more.) Now I can say something like "next week I'm flying to New Zealand to meet Charlotte," and Spouse will say "Oh, okay," then go back to inhaling whatever grub I've thrown before him. He might even add something like, "The hunting is great there. You should see about getting a permit before you go."
Internet friends are business-as-usual now.
(By the way, I've learned that there are many who take me too literally, like my Mom. Therefore it is necessary to clarify that, no, I'm not psychotic enough to drop everything for a stranger in New Zealand. I might, however, be brave and meet someone in Payson.)
A couple of weeks ago, I had complained in this post that I was tired of skiing alone. And wouldn't you know, a comment was left by Makell. She mentioned that she felt the same and wanted to get a group of girls together for skiing throughout the year. I thought that was a great idea. However, I'm not so keen on strangers, really. Even though I have great friends with whom I've met in the intersphere, we usually e-mail for about, oh, say, a whole year before meeting in person.
And so it was, that I spent some time performing "research" on this Makell person. I read her blog for a while one night. I thought, "She's smart, that's for sure. She's very pretty, that's for sure. She seems fun, that's for sure. But can I spend a whole day with her?"
This is when I discovered her Shelfari Do you know Shelfari? This Shelfari stuff is new to me. Basically it's like facebook for readers. Kind of. But not really. You create an account on this Shelfari thing and report what books you've read, the book(s) you are currently reading as well as the books you intend to read.
After rummaging through Makell's book selections on Shelfari, it was clear that I could, without a doubt, spend a whole day with her.
Which brings up an interesting point, can you judge a person by their blog? The verdict is still out on that one for you never know if the blogger is being honest or if they are just plain full of crap (like me.) What I have learned, however, is that you can judge a reader by their books.
Makell and I skied on Tuesday. She's a keeper.