yes. it is not an often thing, but it is just one of those odd, funny things that happens while we are out. it's always funny, too, because people are whispering- is that neil gaiman? i think it is! do we say something? no, leave him alone....wait, he just said something to him, oh they KNOW each other...
ok- i should explain. i met him at a con here in town when a friend was visiting and he was moving here. i had reidun and zane with me, and he made a comment that he hoped they were literary names. i said they most certainly are, mr gaiman. i am shocked you recognized that about my daughter(her name is an obscure as fuck literary reference, you might get it, come to think of it- a reidun is a spirited wood nymph in norwegian folklore), but if you can tell me where my son's middle name came from i will be really impressed.(we were in the dealer's room during a break- i was visiting a friend who had a booth) he asked what his middle name is, i told him callahan, how it was spelled, and he said ok, got it. i said ok, tell me, and he said we went with a theme. the only people who have ever gotten it are my best friend and my friend from childhood, so i was impressed. he said, only someone who named their child after zane gray(and i have a migraine so i might have switched and e for and a) would also name their kid after dirty harry. i was shocked. no one gets that. no one. ever. unless we tell them. no one ever remembers dirty harry's last name.
so we chatted a bit and it turns out he knows pat and gary, who own the mystery book story we love, and he mentioned that he is there often. so keir and i managed to stop in a week or so later, and he was shocked that the keir that pat and gary had been talking about was my husband. so that is how keir met him, and despite reading pretty much all of his books, keir had no idea who he was talking to, except for another brit who was still hunting down where to find food from home, and all that. so we kept on running into him. and it's become a running joke when we see him that he says so they let another one into minnesota or out of the mother country or something like that, and he is always nice to the kids, and it is generally hilarious. and keir just is so funny about it, he comes home, oh yeah, neil says hi. and i always say shit- i knew i should i have gone with you.
and that was a rather verbose comment. i am rather drugged up. i forgot to take meds yesterday afternoon, and took them at 6am, and ugh.
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Date: 2010-04-20 08:39 pm (UTC)ok- i should explain. i met him at a con here in town when a friend was visiting and he was moving here. i had reidun and zane with me, and he made a comment that he hoped they were literary names. i said they most certainly are, mr gaiman. i am shocked you recognized that about my daughter(her name is an obscure as fuck literary reference, you might get it, come to think of it- a reidun is a spirited wood nymph in norwegian folklore), but if you can tell me where my son's middle name came from i will be really impressed.(we were in the dealer's room during a break- i was visiting a friend who had a booth) he asked what his middle name is, i told him callahan, how it was spelled, and he said ok, got it. i said ok, tell me, and he said we went with a theme. the only people who have ever gotten it are my best friend and my friend from childhood, so i was impressed. he said, only someone who named their child after zane gray(and i have a migraine so i might have switched and e for and a) would also name their kid after dirty harry. i was shocked. no one gets that. no one. ever. unless we tell them. no one ever remembers dirty harry's last name.
so we chatted a bit and it turns out he knows pat and gary, who own the mystery book story we love, and he mentioned that he is there often. so keir and i managed to stop in a week or so later, and he was shocked that the keir that pat and gary had been talking about was my husband. so that is how keir met him, and despite reading pretty much all of his books, keir had no idea who he was talking to, except for another brit who was still hunting down where to find food from home, and all that. so we kept on running into him. and it's become a running joke when we see him that he says so they let another one into minnesota or out of the mother country or something like that, and he is always nice to the kids, and it is generally hilarious. and keir just is so funny about it, he comes home, oh yeah, neil says hi. and i always say shit- i knew i should i have gone with you.
and that was a rather verbose comment. i am rather drugged up. i forgot to take meds yesterday afternoon, and took them at 6am, and ugh.