It was in the Oakland Airport on the way to SXSW in 2005. He was wearing an SFist t-shirt, I was naked like I usually do when I fly. I thought it was odd that he was clothed and shaven so I introduced myself. It’s been solid weirdness ever since.
I met Jackson at a Webzine planning meeting where I helped him finish a bottle of Jim Beam at some coffeeshop. It’s been all love ever since.
I met Jackson twice. Both times at SXSW. The second time, I had no voice. Perhaps I’m more memorable that way?
Jackson pitched a tent outside the SocialText offices during Barcamp and held down the fort outside.
We are constantly fighting over who has the largest toothpick collection. Someday he will finally bow to my supremacy.
~lg! wants to meet funchilde
God
Clint Taylor
Pauly Shore
Sean Hannity
Edward Norton
John Grisham
Secret Shadow
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asstronaut wants to meet Lotte Joyce
Matisyahu
Existentialist
Shelly's back to work & anonymity
abbynormal92243
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uprocking_beats
Colin Farrell
Al Pacino
Zig
randi813
Pharrell Williams
Plain White T's
Lance Henriksen
Tony Blair
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