Night before last, Nate delivered some custom flies to a fly fishing enthusiast/photographer that he knows. He asked me if I wanted to go, meet the guy, get a portrait done. Umm...yeah. Not really into pictures of myself taken by other people.
When Nate came home, he handed me a poster from "This American Life." I freakin' jumped up and down, screaming like a little girl at a Hannah Montana concert.
See, this guy was the still photographer when Showtime did a shoot in Utah for the "This American Life" TV series. Basically, he has a bunch of pictures and schwag from the show hanging around. It's probably good that I didn't go with Nate. Acting like you're at a Hannah Montana concert in someone's living room makes people uncomfortable and makes you look insaner than normal.
At this point if you don't know what "This American Life" is, then we're totally breaking up.
If you want to start dating again, please go HERE and bone up on "This American Life."