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I forgot to blog this on the weekend...

Kirsten and I made our weekly visit to the Farmer's Market on Whyte last Saturday (nice and cheap organic food there - at least a 1/4 of the cost of Save-On's stuff), and bumped into Terry David Mulligan, who happened to be buying some fajitas at the same time we were.

So I go into work on Monday, prepared to excitingly tell this to my office-mate, Amanda. I finish my great story of bumping into Terry David Mulligan, and she looks at me, somewhat quizically, and asks, "Who?"

I've never felt so old in my life.

Posted by Darren James Harkness on Wednesday, October 30, 2002 10:57 PM
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Comments:
>> Chrissie » Thursday, October 31, 2002 12:28 AM

Mr. TDM, how unfortunate for you. I hear he's a real prick. Still, he is a famous guy (if you're very Canadian and over twenty-five).

>> SilverStr » Thursday, October 31, 2002 10:17 AM

You know what is REALLY scary? Terry started his career as a mountie. "Good Rocking Tonight" has a WHOLE new meaning.

>> Julie » Thursday, October 31, 2002 12:14 PM

Uhm. Who?
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>> Anders » Thursday, October 31, 2002 12:53 PM

Amanda doesn't know what Airwolf is either. She can't be trusted.

>> Darren » Thursday, October 31, 2002 01:01 PM

Blue Thunder was better anyway. It had Malcolm McDowell.

>> Anders » Thursday, October 31, 2002 01:45 PM

Blasphemy! You are hereby banished from the crater lair.

>> Anders » Thursday, October 31, 2002 01:45 PM

Blasphemy! You are hereby banished from the crater lair.

>> miss amanda » Thursday, October 31, 2002 01:49 PM

i suck, i am from Generation Z. The generation that naps through everything.


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