So, I met with Dana Hunter, the prolific and excellent writer, who not only has
ONE,
TWO (count 'em) blogs at two distinct blog networks (
Freethought Blogs and the
SciAm blog network), but is also (rumor has it) writing other stories, books, and — we hope — field guides (like those in
this awesome series).
I met her at the usual place (usual for us, so far): the area outside security at the SeaTac airport. We had our usual drinks (see
this post about our first meeting), and we ate a lunch of sandwich and salad. We talked and gabbed and had a great old time for a few/couple hours (whichever it was: time flew past rapidly, much faster than the Horizon turboprop I boarded after our meeting).
Anyway, things we discussed? Everything from A (Alaska) to E (her newish Etsy:
Dana Hunter's Gneiss Schist) to F (field trips: field trips past and field trips future) to G (geology — yes, what else would geo-types like us hone in on) to K (Kittehs and
Geokittehs) to N (networks: blog networks such as SciAm and FTB in particular) to P (phones: types, providers, and plans) to W (writing: blog writing and other writing) to...
...yes, there was more here, more that was somehow lost by the offline Blogger app I was using to block this post out while flying between Seattle and Reno...
We also discussed, at least briefly, geobloggers, geoblogging, and geological locations (at least from Washington to Nevada, and at least briefly between other topics) — and also a few other things that didn't necessarily take us all the way to the Z of the alphabet, but included South Africa, Mt. St. Helens, travel, wireless networks — oh, did I already mention that? We talked about scribbles (mine), focus (how it can be hard to accomplish at least for me), and cats (hers, because I don't have any and haven't for many years). Also, holidays and family (a little, and possibly mostly mine) — and what else?
...to Z for Zinfandel (no, really, we didn't make it to Z!).
Inevitably it was time for me to go stand in the non-Pre security line, for the second (and thankfully final) time that day. We hugged for the second time — and went onward toward 2015.
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