i knew this day was coming.  i’d written here and here about the day, a while back, that i ran into ijustine on the 3rd Street Promenade during my lunch, and stopped to chat, failing to realize (like an idiot) that i was being broadcast and archived.

then it grew to something else entirely when Kevin Sites, doing a story on her for his Yahoo! People of the Web series, started asking me questions.  i spoke (i thought) eloquently, expounding on self-awareness, the relatively new technology of reflective surfaces, you know, smart-guy stuff…

Kevin’s piece went up today, on the front page of Yahoo! and 2:07 into it, i discovered the legacy i’d left to the world: 

“oh, i, i, i… recognized justine ‘cause she has a camera on her head.”

and that’s it.  no names given, i’m introduced as “a fan.”  in the credits, i’m listed as Beardy Manboy #4.

so there you go, internet.  my very own little “i like turtles” moment.  how fucking embarrassing.

i knew this day was coming. i’d written here and here about the day, a while back, that i ran into ijustine on the 3rd Street Promenade during my lunch, and stopped to chat, failing to realize (like an idiot) that i was being broadcast and archived.

then it grew to something else entirely when Kevin Sites, doing a story on her for his Yahoo! People of the Web series, started asking me questions. i spoke (i thought) eloquently, expounding on self-awareness, the relatively new technology of reflective surfaces, you know, smart-guy stuff…

Kevin’s piece went up today, on the front page of Yahoo! and 2:07 into it, i discovered the legacy i’d left to the world:

“oh, i, i, i… recognized justine ‘cause she has a camera on her head.”

and that’s it. no names given, i’m introduced as “a fan.” in the credits, i’m listed as Beardy Manboy #4.

so there you go, internet. my very own little “i like turtles” moment. how fucking embarrassing.

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