I was there when he told me, a stranger he met at the Applebee’s Bar that night after he was hitting on my 8-month pregnant wife then tried to pretend he wasn’t after she introduced me to him as her husband, the story while he was drunk.

Reminds me of when I saw a Mountain Spring Water filling station ornamented with a picture of a snow-capped mountain at a Wal-Mart about 500 miles from the nearest mountain and nearly 2k miles from the nearest snow-capped mountain. The thing had pipes out the back going into the wall. That was straight city water that maybe that dispenser filtered a little more if it was properly maintained.

Congrats! I’m excited to see your upcoming posts on distro hopping.

We don’t know each other, but if we met, we’d probably understand each other really fast. If there’s an afterlife, I hope we meet up. I’m sure we could both provide each other some validation.