I have to admit that I'm always skeptical when someone on the online world wants to meet me in the real world. You could never be sure of who they are, no matter what's on their blog. That could be the side effect of being raised in New York City.
So when Will said he'd want to meet me, I was naturally skeptical - at least it wasn't as SWF as having someone with the same name asking to meet up (like some unnamed friend). I needed a plan. In public. And possibly some witnesses. Since he was a blogger, I planned a meet up with some other bloggers (and a blog-stalker).
I instantly recognized him inside the Milford and we headed to the Ritz to meet up with the rest of the party, which was already in progress. Luckily, he turned out to be a pretty cool guy; and I didn't have to open a can of cardio-kickbox on his ass.
Lots of fun was had, along with the alcohol. Unfortunately, I have nothing scandalous to report. Other than the flashing.
Speaking of which, I hear Feast of Fools is having another New York Meet-n-Greet this Thursday! I'm so there!