You know how you meet some people in real life after knowing them on the internet and they're not like you expected? Well, Jay's not like that; turns out he's just like he is on the internet, only more so. And life-size. And in 3D. Totally recommend you catch this one on the big screen if you haven't already, because your laptop just doesn't do it justice.
As a special bonus treat, friend Jenn, who I've only seen, like, once since moving to Indy, drove up from the Cradle (and Grave) of Liberty with Travis of TJIC fame, a man now forever doomed to feed straight lines at blogmeets:
"Hi, I'm Travis. TJIC?"Food was et, drinks were drunked, jokes were told, and pool was more or less played. (I was the Less, Mrs. SCI-FI was the More.) I had a grand time and enjoyed good humor and the kind of conversation you can only get with really smart, really cool people.
"No, I am TJIC!"
"I am TJIC!"
"We're all TJIC!"
It was all too soon that I had to saddle up the Subaru and return to Castle Frostbite before the dachshunds turned into pumpkins. (...and to get to bed at a quasi-decent hour in preparation for the Morning Group Howl, which kicks off at precisely You've Got To Be Kidding Me Thirty.)